“Eight Years” (Psalm 107:23-30; Hebrews 12:1-13)
Eight years it’s been since cancer swept
Like mighty waves across my deck –
As I pitched down in lowest trough,
Then rose again, decks all awash.It’s been a merry ride indeed –
Confronting us with vital need
For love, support, and medic’s care,
As in a daze we faced despair.How blessed we’ve been by friendship’s prayer;
The Doctors’ skill; and Cancer Care;
Words in that Chicken Soup for Soul –
Survivors’ gifts which kept us whole.Priorities were quick to change –
Important tasks all rearranged,
Not just for me (horizon shrank) –
For kith and kin, for which I thank –You Lord for bringing to my side
The folks who, this round, could abide
The stress that comes with standing by,
As we face fact, “Someday, all die”.I got reprieve – that bullet dodged;
I find myself in Westman lodged;
“What now have you the courage for,
You lacked ’fore cancer tapped your door?”That question haunts me every day;
But now I hear you go my way,
I pass along words given to me –
Wring more from it, than it from thee”.Your outcome may be good or bad;
Both outcomes call for Grace – I’m glad
It’s there – for faith to live each day
Supports both paths down “Cancer Way”.God bless you, friend; this storm will pass;
When I look back, I find I ask,
“How could I, seeing, have been blind
To all of these gifts of cancer-time?”Thanks Lord for this.
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