My List is Too Long

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When my brain is frozen
and my legs are too,
because I can’t figure out
what first to do—

When my list is too long
and my aptitudes fail,
my intentions are good,
but I move like a snail—

I see my abilities
just as they are—
lacking perfection.
I am no “superstar.”

But, tasks unfinished
Don’t take worth away.
I still have value.
It will be okay.

I am not defined
by what I produce.
A good reminder,
not so obtuse.

So, drink that cup
of humility stew, and
look to the morning
when mercies are new. ¹

Through minuscule faith,
and nights of rest,
the day brings hope
and fresh progress.

He will join in my work,
whether great or small.
Help comes from the Lord, ²
when I “hit the wall.”

In tasks major or minor,
or, in questions quite deep,
the Good Shepherd gives strength
and relief to His sheep. ³