"A Miracle"
The doctors say, what do you want to do Tiffany? the final
decision is up to
you. My mind is blank, I'm unable to think. Too many trials I'm
going through.
Everybody say you’re not alone I'll cry with you, trust God he'll
see you through.
I cry out to him night after night begging and pleading for a
miracle but it
seems to be worse, I need a breakthrough at times I feel like my
life is cursed.
The devil knows my weakness and he's coming full force, Lord have
Mercy on my
soul, I'm ready to rejoice. They say happiness is a choice, I'm
trying, but I
can't stop crying. I don't let anyone see my tears, but I think my
family is
starting to see my fears. So many people have intervene to God on
my behalf, I'm
grateful for every prayer. I cast my cares on God also, because I
know he cares.
Sometimes I feel my prayers are in vain. I recently told my granny
the more I
pray the more pain I gain. She says pray more, God feels your
pain. I'm in need
of a miracle I need God’s blessings to sustain. So many doctors
visits and so
many test, all these "What If's" is making me depressed.
Wishing I was a little
girl again and my mommy was here, the thought of doctors opening
me up brings
deep fear. I feel empty weak and alone. I don't know what to do,
needing my mom,
wishing heaven had a phone. Anxiety is causing me to push
everybody I love away,
everyday I'm lost in my thoughts praying for a better day. I was told to praise
him in the midst of my circumstance, and have faith that he'll
make a way. It
seems like every door is closing on me so I'll just praise him in
the hallway.
Patiently waiting till my miracle come, for I know God leaves
nothing undone.
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