I am stalled.
I have been pushing too hard for too long.
I’ve given my life more gas than it can handle, taken on too much, tried to do more than I am capable of.
And now I’m sitting by the side of the road, unable to get started again, watching the smoke pouring out of my broken-down life, weeping with frustration.
Come to my rescue, O Lord.
Dry my tears. Dry my engine. Give me rest and cool water. Teach me about the limits of my body and my spirit. Help me heal.
And when I am ready, send me on my way again. Gently, slowly, trusting in your watchful care.
(Originally published at http://www.revgalblogpals.org, Saturday, July 13, 2019.)