Nineteen51
Beloved of All
I'm exhausted. Too tired sick and depressed to even touch the hand of those who reach out. God thank You for the blessings towards me. I'm grateful but my hopes and prayers seem dead as Winter. I'd like something to come to fruition. Salvation of a friend, a relative or restoration of a relationship. Things not to bless me financially but to bless me in heaven with lost loved ones who find Jesus. My physical hurt and tiredness lets doubt creep into my mind but I've been beaten down mentally all my life through abuse you would think it would make me stronger. I'm about done and all I can do is just lie here. I have nothing left. Every bit gets taken out of me by others. I need You Jesus.