Just a little farther, I pray I’ll make it Lord–
My strength is gone; I’m running on mere fumes
I need your Grace to save me from this heaviness and gloom…
I’m tired, I’m spent, muscles sore, emotions raw—
I can’t even lift my head to draw, a single breath, little lone a smile—
Help us Jesus, to go, just one more mile—
Step by step, I’m struggling to lend a helping hand…
It’s more than I can bear dear Lord; this is more than I can stand—
Seeing the suffering this one endures, like an hour-glass of sand…
Pouring slowly from her life; O God if you don’t help us, no one can…
Then suddenly, a gust of wind comes rushing in, and lifts me to a new refreshing—
I don’t know how I got here…
All I know is a reprieve has been sent…
Still numb from all the work Lord; my back is tired and bent—
You promised grace for the journey and for every moment…
When I turn my eyes to look at you, all pain and anguish leave
Even in the midst of this fierce battle; all I have to do is believe.
I know it’s not over yet—
Renewed in spirit and refreshed in mind…
My face is fixed as flint…
Rivers of living water flow from Emanuel’s veins…
I’m here Lord, and here I will remain!
She’s in your hands, God-Healer, until we meet again…
–Marla Shaw O’Neill May 5, 2017
If you remain in Me and My words remain in you, ask whatever you want and it will be done for you. John 15:7 Holman Christian Standard Bible (HCSB)
