Your Dying Spouse 583 - This Can't Be Right

Days that worst piles on worse, and it's like I'm drowning. It hurts too much, and each cough turns into something far, far worse.

Tunours in the lungs, like rocks, and I can't breathe around them.

Courage seems a luxury.

Tears seem irrelevant.

But I don't need my own courage; God lends me His.

And there's no room for tears, because there is too much grace and laughter here.

I think there must be some mistake;

dear God, this can't be right!

How on earth did cancer take

my my life, my hope, my light?

It must surely be a glitch,

an error 403,

and there must be a reset switch

operated by my plea.

"No," says God, "this is the plan

with which I'veen trusted you,

for life has made you understand

how to see it through."

I hate to hear what I'd suspected

but I'll do what is expected.

Although I am writing this on a Wednesday, every day is Manic Monday.

Thanks to Carol Ashby, Blessed Are The Pure Of Heart is back on Kindle, and will be available in paperback soon.

Friends are everything. I couldn't have done it.

Marley, the canine waif from Afghanistan, whom WE helped save, has a Facebook page! Please drop by to see how happy he is today.

Below are my recent releases on Kindle -please excuse their presence in the body of the blog. I haven't the energy to get them up as 'buttons' in the sidebar. You can click on the covers to go to the Amazon links.