Hello Father, it’s me here again, on bended supplicant knee.
This pain is gnawing, eating me up and my life is no longer free.
I can no longer concentrate, focus on prayer, no longer sleep or eat.
And I am no quitter Lord, but I am now waving a flag of defeat.
Just waiting daily for a miracle from you is so very hard to do.
But I feel I am at the end of my rope and don’t know what to do.
I know you work in amazing ways; I’ve seen your power before.
You have answered many of my prayers but now I’m hurting sore.
It is almost like there are boulders impossible for me to move.
But your power Lord is mighty and You have nothing to prove.
And dwelling upon my pain has never done me one iota of good.
It is not where blessings lie, and that I have always understood.
Father, when my thinking again starts to focus only upon me,
I begin to remember how you suffered and die upon that tree.
It is the only way I know to draw my thoughts back to you.
And to have your Spirit lead me into praying for others too.
I do not believe in the worldly ways of meditation for pain.
I believe prayers for others brings my thinking into line again.
You may not heal me instantly Lord, but what you always do
Is send to me the comfort of another believer who is led by you.
I have learned so much in the schoolroom of continued pain.
Now this world is far more temporal, I think more of heaven again.
lead me once more into the believer’s mantra of "Trust and Obey"
For I know that to be truly happy in You there is no other way!
**Mantra can also mean "Devotional or Hymn"