Days so long and nights too short A trying season it has been, Demands of every moment Leave me weary and stretched thin. As my head hits the pillow, With a prayer sweet sleep arrives, Seems only just a minute Till I wake to love’s small cries. Love beckons in the children Love beckons in the chores, Love beckons in each gift-of-self Each call to offer more. What do I find in that place, Where nerves and wits are at an end? That surrender to His holy will Offers more th