A poem for my sister...

     
          So the waiting ended for a time or maybe it has just begun? Jo is just going through the daily grind of medicine and resting and eating and waiting. Until the next big decision we continue to pray for her physical healing of the wounds. And tonight I ask you to keep praying for her spiritually. Many people don`t understand the spiritual threat physical health places upon the heart of a believer. Pray Jo will win the battle in her mind to trust in Christ alone and fear not. Josie this poem is for you...and for those reading...your reminder to pray, pray, pray. For Christ alone can do the work.

Rise Again

The waiting is here and its silence is deafening.

Monotonous routine fills my day and it seems endless.

In these moments I find myself asking, “Where is the blessing.”

 I wish, I wish I could just learn how to be selfless.

The father of lies awaits my demise.

But he will rejoice over me no more.

My Lord, my God you reveal his disguise.

This is nothing he hasn’t tried before.

Lord I have fallen and I am here waiting.

Fallen into this place of doubting and fear.

Yet YOU have set me free by grace creating.

And I will rise again as you come near.

Lord I am sitting in this darkness.

Thoughts swirling and head spinning.

Yet you LORD are my light regardless.

You take me as I am and give a new beginning.

The waiting is here and its silence is deafening.

Monotonous routine fills my day and it seems endless.

In these moments I find myself asking, “Where is the blessing.”

 I wish, I wish I could just learn how to be selfless.

LORD your goodness I want to taste

Your freedom I want to learn to embrace

Fill me now that not a minute is in waste

And I will rise again through grace.

Your peace abounds within my heart

Your patience flows through my mind

It is Christ alone giving me a fresh start

I am rising again because in you I am refined.