Day Three and an encouraging hymn

Day three and he is still not home.  Given that we were told to expect him to come home the day after surgery this is a bit frustrating but there are extenuating circumstances requiring him to stay in the hospital. There are also some things happening at the hospital that Steve and I are not thrilled about. This is hard on both of us, VERY hard.  He is improving in small ways and that is encouraging.  I saw him walk a bit today and sit in a chair for a short period of time.  That is a step in the right direction (literally.)  I am not sure if he will be home tomorrow or not.  He wants to be home and I want him to be home but only if I can give him the care he needs.  Right now I can't do that.  We will see what tomorrow brings.  This along with some other complicated things going on in our lives make for a weary Mommy and both physical and mental exhaustion have set in.

Lord - I don't know how much more I can handle.

A hymn that encouraged me today while driving to and from the hospital was
 What a friend we have in Jesus (click on the link to hear the hymn)

What a friend we have in Jesus,
All our sins and griefs to bear!
What a privilege to carry
Everything to God in prayer!

Oh, what peace we often forfeit,
Oh, what needless pain we bear,
All because we do not carry
Everything to God in prayer!

Have we trials and temptations?
Is there trouble anywhere?
We should never be discouraged—
Take it to the Lord in prayer.

Can we find a friend so faithful,
Who will all our sorrows share?
Jesus knows our every weakness;
Take it to the Lord in prayer.

Are we weak and heavy-laden,
Cumbered with a load of care?
Precious Savior, still our refuge—
Take it to the Lord in prayer.

Do thy friends despise, forsake thee?
Take it to the Lord in prayer!
In His arms He’ll take and shield thee,
Thou wilt find a solace there.

Blessed Savior, Thou hast promised
Thou wilt all our burdens bear;
May we ever, Lord, be bringing
All to Thee in earnest prayer.

Soon in glory bright, unclouded,
There will be no need for prayer—
Rapture, praise, and endless worship
Will be our sweet portion there.

Psalm 61: 1-4
Hear my cry, O God; listen to my prayer.
From the ends of the earth I call to you, I call as my heart grows faint; lead me to the rock that is higher than I.
For you have been my refuge, a strong tower against the foe. I LONG to dwell is your tent forever and take refuge in the shelter of your wings. Selah