There was once a woman with cancer. The cancer grew undetected until it weakened the woman, but once discovered, it was fought with courage and knowledge and most of all, faith. The cancer flowed at times, and ebbed at others, but at last, it seeped into new spaces with a speed that overwhelmed and frightened and pained the woman and those who loved her.
So, together, they clasp hands and pray and hope and love and look to God who is "aware of your sufferings and enfolding you in His arms."
2 comments:
Thank you Kris.
i like that poetry mommy
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