Though I am sick, in both body and mind,
I can’t help but notice how God is so kind.
I live and I breathe and I have food to eat,
And my marriage and friendships are all very sweet.
God blesses my husband with a job he enjoys
And He blesses me dearly with unquenchable joy.
This thankfulness is part of the key
To why I’m joyful, but not really carefree.
Cares weigh down my heart when I’m feeling low,
And even when the darkness surrounds me I know
That I am loved more dearly still
Than the beautiful bird called the Whippoorwill.
My mind can cloud up and my heart might sink
But even when I am too near the brink
Something or someone will catch my eye
And then I no longer want to die.
Yes life is hard, and my body complains
Especially when the weather makes it my bane,
With stiff muscles and joints that creak,
My life seems to be totally bleak.
Sore as I might be right now,
When sweat or a wrinkle comes to my brow,
Showing the pain that I feel every day,
I close my eyes and start to pray.
“Dear Father in Heaven, I understand
That my pain is a part of the plan
To make me like Jesus, my Christ and my Lord,
I pray that you defend me with your sword.
“The devil and demons crowd my mind
And make my senses so dull and blind
That I can’t see the blessed light
That fills me and keeps You within sight.
“Clear my mind and my vision,
And wipe away any imprecision.
Let me see You as you are,
And I ask that you be my North Star.”
With prayer and with patience, I am becoming
A creature that is fair and stunning.
Soon I hope that I will be
Complete and without misery.
Until that day, I must be content
Though my body’s twisted and bent,
But that, my dears, will make the rest
And freedom from sin the best.
Whether you are healthy and strong,
Or your body and mind feel horrid and wrong,
Blessing abounds in your life, just look around
God will lead you through, safe and sound.
So, though I am sick in both body and mind,
This list shows how God is so kind.
With His love, he surrounds me with blessings galore.
And who could ever give you more?
So take heart, you who are sick and sore,
You who are exhausted, who think life is a chore,
So consider your blessings and count them all up,
And you will see just how full is your cup.