Tired

1 Kings 19:7
"The journey is too much for you"

Dear Abba Father,
I am too tired to trust and too tired to pray
I'm too tired to try
Said I, as my overtaxed strength gave way
The one conscious thought that my mind possessed,
Is, oh, could I just drop it all and rest.
I don't want to be the good girl, that okay girl
I don't want to care for others
I just want to cry and not be okay
I just want to run away
I just want to be depressed
Can I for once..... be selfish?

He knows you do pray. He knows you do trust.
And He knows, too, the limits of poor, weak dust.
Oh, the wonderful sympathy of Christ,
For His chosen ones in that midnight tryst.
When He told them, "Sleep and take your rest."
While on Him the guilt of the whole world pressed
You have trusted your life to Him to keep
Then don't be afraid to go right to sleep

A broken and contrite heart that You will not despise...