Sometimes prayer was the only thing that got me through the long days and nights of caregiving. Too much stress, too little sleep, very little help, all piled up and sapped my strength and I turned to prayer. In one form another my cry was always the same, “I need help. Please send help.”
And He did. In His time and in a way that may have been unexpected, help arrived.
For all the caregivers close to the end of their stamina, I send out this prayer.
“Hear my cry, O God; attend unto my prayer.
2 From the end of the earth will I cry unto thee, when my heart is overwhelmed: lead me to the rock that is higher than I.”
A blessed Sunday to you all.
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