Another young widow shared this poem with me today.
I needed to read it today too. Praying it encourages all of you.
Pressed beyond measure; yes, pressed to great length;
Pressed so intensely; beyond my own strength;
Pressed in my body and pressed in my soul,
Pressed in my mind till the dark surges roll.
Pressure from foes and pressure from dear friends.
Pressure upon pressure, till life nearly ends.
Pressed into knowing no helper but God;
Pressed into loving His staff and His rod.
Pressed into liberty where nothing clings;
Pressed into faith for impossible things.
Pressed into living a life for the Lord,
Pressed into living a Christ-life outpoured.