Analysis of With every low

With all the highs there comes the lows, with every mountain there are valleys, with every smile there are tears.
I live for every high and fight through the lows. Its in them lows that I struggle, that I just want to stop fighting where I want to say take me home LORD like Elijah.
I know I can’t do this without you, I know it is to much to bare alone, Yet I can’t force people to be there. I can’t expect something when I have nothing in me to give.
God, I love you, I love you with all I can love yet I am struggling so much just to get through these times.
I don’t want to fight anymore, I don’t want to try anymore, I just want to come home to you.
With all that I have (which is not much more than ashes) I give it all to you.
Without you am I nothing.
People don’t understand. They don’t see it is you that I live to serve, you are why I fight each day. It is you that gives me the push to even get out of bed.
Standing and doing dishes (though easy enough) is such a struggle on these days
I love you Lord and I don’t want to make excuses for the way I am. I want to glorify you though these times, They can’t see that without you I would not be here. If I wasn’t dependent on you I would be dead.
Each month as a woman I fall apart, every month I go through this. Each month I am brought lower than low. Yet I know it brings me closer and closer to you.