Pressed.

I'm not one much for poetry, but sometimes, as with Scripture, words just seem to speak to you in a meaningful way. I'm not trying to be melodramatic, but I am facing a special kind of pressure right now. Praise to the Lord for His mercy.

Pressed

Pressed out of measure and pressed to all length;

Pressed so intently it seems beyond strength.

Pressed in body and pressed in soul;

Pressed in the mind till the dark surges roll;

Pressure by foes, pressure by friends;

Pressure on pressure, till life nearly ends.

Pressed into loving the staff and the rod;

Pressed into knowing no helper but God.

- Annie Johnson Flint -