Sunday recycle……
Another morning is here to lay at Your feet–
all the pain and thought traffic of this world.
From weak hands to Your strong loving life,
I unburden myself, unfasten my load.
In my gnawing weakness,
You are strong in me.
In my inability and short-sightedness,
You work creatively to make
all things right.
A p r o n h e a d -- Lilly Green 