Day By Day

[MajestyJo]

Day by day, and with each passing moment,
Strength I find, to meet my trials here;
Trusting in my Father’s wise bestowment,
I’ve no cause for worry or for fear.
He Whose heart is kind beyond all measure
Gives unto each day what He deems best—
Lovingly, its part of pain and pleasure,
Mingling toil with peace and rest.
Every day, the Lord Himself is near me
With a special mercy for each hour;
All my cares He fain would bear, and cheer me,
He Whose Name is Counselor and Pow’r.
The protection of His child and treasure
Is a charge that on Himself He laid;
“As thy days, thy strength shall be in measure,”
This the pledge to me He made.
Help me then in every tribulation
So to trust Thy promises, O Lord,
That I lose not faith’s sweet consolation
Offered me within Thy holy Word.
Help me, Lord, when toil and trouble meeting,
E’er to take, as from a father’s hand,
One by one, the days, the moments fleeting,
Till I reach the promised land.

[MajestyJo]

My mom's favourite hymn. She had a severe heart attack 28 days before her 41st birthday. The doctor told her to lose weight, but she did. She didn't know about Al-Anon and she used food to deal with her feelings. She was also a great cook and she loved her own food. She would bake a 2 layer chocolate cake for dinner and the five of us (2 adults and three children) would eat it.

Many times we would have Young People's from our church at our place because my dad (the alcoholic) wouldn't take us. She would think nothing of making up from scratch butterscotch or Chelsea buns for everyone.

She didn't know about food addictions, I don't think my dad knew about AA, and I think I heard the word twice, but didn't know what people were talking about.