It’s always been this way, Lord.
When I feel bad, depressed, unable to move,
What helps is to think of another.

Another who may be in need,
Another who can use a hand – my hand – your hand.

Today I think of a friend who needs to know she’s thought of.
A friend who needs kindness, goodness, prayer.

And amazingly you bring back my strength.
You bring back my will.

You bring yourself back to me.

marja