Twenty-Eleven

Dark and dreary raindrops of bad news pour down over my spirit

Every once in a while the sun will shine it's brilliant face by surprise

Soon back to the soggy, sullen dawn as another rainy day begins

First two months of pain and bed-ridden miserable days alone

Next two months of injuries, illness, financial woes, and loss

Praying for a sunny day, for new blooms and green growth

Something, anything beautiful to prove this life is worth it

Shine on me, shine on them, bring new life and let's start again

May this year begin with May, healing and refreshment

This is me, crying out in prayer for the rest of this forsaken year

For Your love, for Your mercy, for Your breath of life and change

“They that sow in tears shall reap in joy. He that goes forth and weeps, bearing precious seed, shall doubtless come again with rejoicing, bringing his sheaves with him.” – Psalms 126:5-6

"My God, my God why have you forsaken me?" - Psalm 22:1

“The LORD also will be a refuge for the oppressed, a refuge in times of trouble. And they that know your name will put their trust in you: for you, LORD, have not forsaken them that seek you.” – Psalms 9:9-10