I am also married to a man who loves me and wants to protect me from over-extending myself. As a three-fold being, I have been considering my parts, body, soul, and spirit. I am trying to figure out where I am at, what I'm doing well, and where I need improvement. Out of those thoughts came this poem:
The Three Parts of Me
My spirit soars with faith in God, and reverence for His Word.
I love Him and I hope in Him, and praise for Him is stirred.
I long to be much closer than I feel I am today,
And pray that He will strengthen me to walk His narrow way.
My body seems to fail me as I move through middle age.
I don't think I've mistreated it--that's sometimes hard to gauge.
My senses still connect me to the world outside my skin;
Degeneration and disease have harmed me from within.
My soul (my thoughts and feelings), is the hardest to perceive;
With spirit strong and body weak, what should it believe?
The psalmist must have felt this: "For my bones, Lord are dismayed!
My soul is in deep anguish. Deliver me I pray!"
I know that God can heal me, and I fully trust in Him.
I know He acts with reason, and never on a whim.
I know He will sustain me and enable me to live.
Pain or not, He's birthed in me a heart to serve and give.
Still, there is a struggle as each decade passes by.
Perhaps I don't believe enough, no matter how I try.
And yet, I know with all my heart that I am in His hands.
He'll give me all the strength I need to hope and trust and stand!
© Liz Kimmel