Headaches…A Thorn in My Flesh
Headaches are not fun for me
I get them all too frequently
They tense me up and bring me pain
For many days they do remain
I try to sleep in a dark room
Then I awake, and still they loom
The wheat heat comforts me a bit
But these darn headaches just won’t quit
I often cry, and moan, and then
I find I do it all again
They are the thorn inside my flesh, my heavy cross to bear
But my dear Lord, He understands and never leaves me there
What is your thorn, your lot, your pain… with which you have to deal??
Give it to the Lord above…He hears your soft appeal
But if He says, “Dear child I’m here…right here in every trial”
Then just perhaps amidst the pain you’ll find the grace to smile!
When headaches leave I feel refreshed...it’s like I’m born again
To live my life and praise my Lord who took away my sin
They will return, but so will He, to comfort and to care
He loves me and I know that He is with me everywhere
Upon that cross so long ago He knew the greatest pain
They tortured Him, He bled and died, our victory to gain
A crown of thorns upon His head…piercing pain indeed
Compared to His… my pain seems small…"Forgive me Lord” I plead
He blankets me in peace and love, and comforts me each time
So I shall bear this thorn with faith…and pray for grace divine!
Written by Linda Hogeland
November 2010
Six Word Saturday
