The trials and tribulations that occur these days have had nothing short of disastrous effects upon my already weakened soul. These days my thoughts never leave me a moment of solace. It’s like wave after wave – lashing - hurting – destroying and sapping the essence of happiness straight out of my spirit. It’s like I have been dealt a hand filled with jokers and blank cards and I’m trying to figure out why? Is there a reason for such a deal? If I am to play my cards right then are these right cards? Am I supposed to take the risk of staying in the game or am I supposed to fold? Lord please do not forsake me. Fill my soul with courage that’s meant, fill my soul with guidance and not strength. Spare me these moments of hurt and pain; spare me your mercy from which I refrain.