My Sweet Lord

I prayed to the Lord and He answered me.
I used to fear suffering and the last straw came upon me.
This morning my suffering seemed to be less but that didn't last long.
My suffering went on while I lay in bed.
I asked the Lord, Jesus Christ, to make me strong, to make me face my weakness and
go on with the day.
I praise my God, My Lord, My All, for Attentiveness.
Surely he heard my prayer because I no longer am afraid of my fears and illness.
I take these fears and illness and offer it to God in union with Jesus' suffering on the Cross.
In Jesus Name, Amen.