Lord, I'm Tired!

It's interesting because I'm sitting at this computer, even though I should be in bed tired as I am, and while going through files on my computer, I ran across a few articles that I wrote years ago. One article is titled, "Lord, I'm Tired" and I have posted it below. As I recollect, I wrote this article one day when I could barely move let alone get out of the bed. Although I am not feeling the same way that I felt then, this article is still applicable right now but for different reasons -- because Lord, I'm Tired. 

Lord, I’m Tired

My mind and body need rest, yet every time that I turn around I feel like I’m going through some mess.

Lord, I’m Tired

I feel the demon of depression coming on, an unwelcome visitor that wants to take permanent residence in my home.

Lord, I’m Tired

The bills are due and seem to be mounting higher each day, and I am doing my best to make it just from each payday.

Lord, I’m Tired

Our young black men are steadily being murdered at the hands of their own at alarming rates, while many single black sistahs are desperate for dates.

Lord, I’m Tired

My family and friends say that I’m a strong black woman and will be all right, a label that makes me nauseous at each recite.

Lord, I’m Tired

I desire to come to You in prayer and to get out of this bed, but need the strength to simply fall on my knees to get my soul fed.

Lord, I’m Tired

I want to read Your word daily to hear You speak to me, but sometimes I’m too weak for this to even be.

Lord, I’m Tired

I want to praise you as I have in the past, but the energy just to clap my hands doesn’t even seem to last.

Lord, I’m Tired

Help me to have faith of a mustard seed, so that I can make it through because right now I really need You.

Carla J. Curtis, © January 2004