Be Not Afraid

 I had the chance to go Home this morning.

Wasn't feeling terrible, but suddenly everything got distant and the ceiling opened with a bright golden light that drew me up. It was all so peaceful and wonderful. There was the truth there, if no need for fear. I was going Home.

And I decided against it. I had freedom of choice, and I chose to stay.

It's not over yet. Dogs and cats to care for, people to help, and most important, a dear wife to support with everything I have.

Don't regret it, but the decision broke my heart.

The ceiling just dissolved away,

and I saw the golden light

that said I need no longer stay,

and could cease my fight.

I was drawn up to that peace

that I had never understood,

and I reached out for sweet release

as God knew that I would.

But then I heard the quiet call

of my obligation.

I let my hand, and heart, too, fall,

and said, 'This is my station,

and I'll pursue my war right here

for everything that I hold dear.'

Music from John Michael Talbot, with Be Not Afraid

Sylvia's only fear is that the McDonald's soft serve ice cream machine breaks.