There's something about a tumour in the navel that's just horrible. I've got other masses in the abdomen, visible through skin - and shirt - and more on the chest wall, but the navel...well, that's unsettling.
And the temptation that arose was to throw away hope; not the hope for a miracle, but the hope that my actually meant something.
And that, I think, would have been disaster.
The temptation's not wrong; acting on it is.
There have been times when I was tempted
to ask the Lord to take me back
to a place where I would be protected
against this vile and cruel attack.
But in the asking, I thought me wrong
and cowardly, frail and weak;
doth not faith attend to the strong
to lead them to that which they seek?
The words then ring out from the page
in tones of thunder, timbre-true;
"This changes in the Christian Age,
for My Son was tempted, too."
We cannot avoid temptation's say,
but must not fail to turn away.
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.
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.