Consider The Lily: {What to do when you toil and spin and are totally spent}

I bend low, to consider, as it dances and sways, this lily in the field. 

I stoop down, drink it in, I ponder, I devour, 

I awaken to, and marvel at its splendor and beauty revealed

Look how God, in all His glory, has arrayed this exquisite flower. 

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Why am I anxious and troubled, so desperate? you ask. 

I wonder too: Why do I fret and worry away every single day? 

Well, don't you know I tend to my little garden, this onerous task 

On my own! I must endure, move forward, I don't see another way. 

I cannot do it! The strength I need, I admit, I do not have. I toil and spin 

As the sun comes up and still as the day is done. 

I feed, clothe, scrub, laugh and love, and try to face it all with a grin. 

Ahhhh, in my weakness, I falter, I fail, for I, am only one. 

"Consider the lily" He says . . . 

My Father chides me with His gracious love. He opens the eyes of my heart to see:

His presence, provision, promises, His strength! How with grace He writes my story. 

While I'm tucked secure under His tender wing, He gives in abundance to me.

Joy comes when I surrender my worries to Him, and live to the praise of His glory.