No Pity, Just a Prayer

Has your body ever kept you in bed?
Did your body ever withhold your strength?
The strength that you needed to get up?
The strength that you needed to care for self?
When you are compromised by disease, it can.
The disease can make you weak and tired.
People look at you with saddness and pity.
They do not ask if they can help you.
They may not even offer a prayer for you.
But for the grace of God, it seems to me;
They could be lying where I am and be me.
I do not know why God chose me for this.
I try not to ask the whys and where-fors.
But Like Paul, I pray for relief and exist.
I try to work with the lot I have been given.
Maybe, if I do it right, I will help another.