At this Point

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God, one thing being sick has taught me,
Is how much and how often I apologize….
—For being sick…
—For needing help…
—For needing help…
And how often I strain through my tears,
“I’m sorry I can’t help it.” And my will to fight is gone.
—I wait ’til I’m alone…
—To cry all by myself…
—To cry all by myself…
All my dignity is long gone,
My freedom to come and go, lost…
—It’s in this pity pit…
—I experience hope…
—I experience hope…
Not hope like the world may offer,
But the hope found in love in Jesus’ arms…
—Ah! Here’s my reason to live!
—Ah! Here’s my reason to sing!
—Ah! Here’s my reason to sing!
The best part of being here now,
On knowing you’re listed as dying…
—Is knowing somewhere…
—Someone will weep & see Jesus…
—Someone will weep & see Jesus…
And understand.
And know I understood too—
Before they tore the house down.
After all—
The foundation survives—
The anchor holds—
Do you understand that?
                    d.f.a.v. 7/27/2015
—Donna

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