Morning Prayer

The past two nights I have been momma to a sick girl, and I am sick myself.  There has been no ramping up period since I returned home.  There has been very little rest and more pain and discouragement.  In the night Danica woke with a 103 degree temperature.  She was coughing and gagging and would not take oral fever reducing meds.  After I was able to give her a suppository she finally settled in.  I kept watch over her and prayed.  This morning I stumble through the motions of living, and I don't know how to pray.  It's dark, and my heart is crying out wordless yearnings to my Father, but it doesn't seem like enough.

I pull one of my books of prayers.  I shake as I find the one I know I need. 

"My soul waits for the Lord
more than those
who watch for the morning,
more than those
who watch for the morning."  Psalm 130:6

Lord, You have always given
bread for the coming day;
and though I am poor,
today I believe.

Lord, You have always given
strength for the coming day;
and though I am weak,
today I believe.

Lord, You have always given
peace for the coming day;
and though of anxious heart,
today I believe.

Lord, You have always kept
me safe in trials;
and now, tried as I am,
today I believe.

Lord, You have always marked
the road for the coming day;
and though it may be hidden,
today I believe.

Lord, You have always lightened
this darkness of mine;
and though the night is here,
today I believe.

Lord, You have always spoken
when time was ripe;
and though you be silent now,
today I believe.

"And I--in righteousness I will see your face; when I awake, I will be satisfied with seeing your likeness."  Psalm 17:15