Day By Day And With Each Passing Moment

Most people are asking how I'm doing and what they can do for me following the death of my husband. My answer is: I'm healing. With each day that passes by I can feel God's strength inside me. I can feel his love surrounding me each day. My emotions change each minute of the day, but I have a peace inside of me that can only have come from God above. I have days that are worse than others, I have moments that I feel like screaming and crying, and the best thing I know to do when I have these moments is to scream and cry. God is allowing me to grieve, but he is there holding me and I feel it. As for what I need, I need prayer by name. I need people to love me enough to pray aloud for me by name, to call on God to continue to bring his strength, peace, and love to me with each passing moment. I can tell you that I FEEL YOUR PRAYERS. I want to express my gratitude to each and everyone of you who have held me close in the last 2 weeks, I want to thank you for loving and praying for me each day, I want to ask you to please don't stop because your prayers are powerful and God hears them. Thank you to everyone again for all the things you have done for me. I will be forever great full.

Day by day, and with each passing moment,
Strength I find to meet my trials here;
Trusting in my Father's wise bestowment,
I've no cause for worry or for! fear.
He, whose heart is kind beyond all measure,
Gives unto each day what He deems best,
Lovingly its part of pain and pleasure,
Mingling toil with peace and rest.

Every day the Lord Himself is near me,
With a special mercy for each hour;
All my cares He fain would bear and cheer me,
He whose name is Counsellor and Pow'r.
The protection of His child and treasure
Is a charge that on Himself He laid;
"As thy days, thy strength shall be in measure,"
This the pledge to me He made.

Help me then, in every tribulation,
So to trust Thy promises, O Lord,
That I lose not faith's sweet consolation,
Offered me within Thy holy Word.
Help me, Lord, when toil and trouble meeting,
E'er to take, as from a father's hand,
One by one, the days, the moments fleeting,
Till with Christ the Lord I stand.