Until My Heart Is Content

Until my own heart is content,

I will not be happy,

A mornful tide will fall upon my mere mortal of life,

And wisk away all hopes that serides.

Until my own heart is content,



I will not back down from a gesture,

Of any means or mines.

A dagger can fall and break,

I will not budge upon where I lay.

Until my own heart is content.



Until my own heart is content,

I shall not accept my grace,

I shall not hence anything that hithers my say so.

Until my own heart is content,



I shall rid the hatred of me,

And find longing in unspoken peace.

Until my own heart is content.

Until my own heart is content,



I will not see joy upon my face.

I will not you see morn.

I will be blank as a canvas,

That mere artist paints upon.



Until my picture is drawn upon my skeletal brow,

My heart will not be content.

So paint unknown artist,

Paint my hearts to its content.

I was reading in Proverbs 17:22 " But a broken spirit drieth the bones." KJV

If a broken spirit dries the bones, Lord, about now mine should be dust. I'm not at all content with my situation, and my heart is down in the dumps. How do I turn my spirit towards You again, where I can find the joy and contentment I'm missing. May I feel Your spirit touch my heart, so that I may bring good to those I see each day. Help me rejoice in You, no matter what is going on in my life. I don't want sin to turn me into a pile of dry bones, and I don't want to share that attitude with others. Pour Your blessed balm on my aching heart, O Lord.

"But a broken spirit sap's a person's strength" NLT

There are days when I feel I have no energy, no strength to accomplish all I have to do.
Zapped, weak, whipped, exhausted. I often wonder if I have what it takes to go another day, week or month. But then I am reminded of Isaiah 40 " Look up to the heavens, who created all the stars? He brings them out like an army, one after another, calling each by its name. Because of his great power and incomparable strength, not a single one is missing. How can I say the Lord does not see my trouble? Have I heard? The Lord is the everlasting God, the creator of all the earth. He never grows weak or weary. No one can measure the depth of his understanding. But those who trust in the Lord will find new strength. They will soar high on wings like eagles. They will run and not grow weary. They will walk and not faint."

Lord, when my duties and obligations become too much for me, I ask why I must endure them. Yet, I read Your Word and understand that when I am beaten down, I am not defeated. Minor problems are opportunities for growth and prepare me for the major crises I will surely face along the way. You are equipping me to succeed despite momentary setbacks.
Prepare me to endure, not for a moment but for a lifetime. Teach me to develop the stamina to overcome not only momentary challenges but also trials that may last a lifetime.

Proverbs 17:22 " A cheerful heart is good medicine..."

Lord, I use to be a women who overflowed with a cheerful heart. My smile was continuous and my laugh loud, infecting everyone around me with the giggles. I made everyone feel good about themselves, no matter what the situation, because my concern was genuine. Lord, I wish I could live in continuous joy the way I use to. I want to be remembered for my laugh, my smile, my joy for life, but I am afraid people have forgotten who I was because of who I am. I would love to be content no matter what comes my way again. Keep me healthy as well as happy. The world could use a few of those people again.