I should be jumping for joy.
But I can’t. We still travel to the hospital. My farmer’s weight is dangerously low. Food a necessity. Eating to live.
His body racks with cough from excess mucus from the radiation.
His sleep disturbed each night.
I reach out and cling to this verse.
So do not fear, for I am with you;
do not be dismayed, for I am your God.
I will strengthen you and help you;
I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.
I have recited these Ancient Words repeatedly since the night of the accident; since the diagnosis of cancer. Fear is a sneaky emotion. It creeps in when you least expect it.
It slowly strangles trust.
It leaves you breathless, cold and alone.
I know. I hang in the balance of fear and trust.
A journey never difficult for me. Trust has been my guide. Faith my map.
These days the way is slightly marred.
My heart longs for that which it can not have. My soul knows the way.
And the battle rages.
To trust is to step into the fear; to conquer the journey.
God has equipped us for this journey.
A journey straight through the searing pain and heartache.
He will be there through the journey. He will fight for me.
God always does what He says He will do.
The Lord will fight for you; you need only to be still.”