Real Rescue

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Pain.

Pounding.

Constantly.

Body relentlessly attacked.

Slammed into rocks like driftwood.

Body would splinter if it could.

Tired.

Weary.

Spent.

Washed up on the shoreline.

The waves still lapping-lapping.

It will never stop demanding.

Always.

My.

Companion.

Either move now or return to me.

Your body belongs to me-come stay.

Let me carry its brokenness away.

Lord.

Help.

Please.

Don’t let me give up.

Be my strength through the pain.

Clear my mind-keep me sane.

Lifted.

Moved.

Rescued.

Prayer answered immediately.

The waves no longer reach.

Pain has its own lesson to teach.

God.

Is.

Good.

Pain is a manipulative companion.

Destroying my body but not my soul.

Ending has already been foretold.

Rest.

Hope.

Relief.

Just beyond the waves surge.

God’s hand sheltering-protecting.

No chance I will be forgetting.

John.

Three.

Sixteen*.

    d.f.a.v. 4/2/2014

 

Eternally,

–Donna

“For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish, but have eternal life.” John 3:16 N.I.V.

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