Wednesday, November 10, 2010

Christian Poetry - On the illness of a Child

This weekend I received the news that a close personal friend was diagnosed with Stage 3 cancer. When I went to see her we sat and talked about all of the things that were coming her way. As she spoke of her fear, her worries her questions I was reminded of my own personal struggles during my daughter's battle with Leukemia. It was a rollercoster of emotions, it was difficult and draining but the most difficult struggle was that of my faith. I asked my self why God would allow this to happen to my child, I wondered why he didnt "instantly" heal her. I wondered why I wondered, why I doubted, why I questioned. Why I didnt just accept things that happened, that were out of my control, trusting that God in his greatness and his sovereignty had his hand over us. Looking back now I see that time as a time of growth a time of trial by fire. It was one of the most difficult times in my life and in that of my daughter and our family's lives but somehow we made it through.

“Though he were a Son, yet learned he obedience by the things which he suffered” ~ Heb 5:8

"He Could Have Called Her Home"

Although it seems like many years
The months were scarcely five
When on my knees to God I’d plead
My child he’d keep alive

Her body draped upon her bed
I saw her weak and frail
She fought for life as in her blood
The cells began to fail

Day by day her face revealed
The signs that life would flee
While day-by-day my Savior tried
The faith he’d placed in me

I’d cry for fear of losing faith
Yet in her room I’d smile
And pray “Dear Lord, relieve her pain
If only for a while”

For daughters, I had only one,
And would not let her go
I’d pray “Dear Lord, thy will be done”
Yet, in my heart I’d know

That should his will be one as such
To call her to his side
My heart would break to such extent
That I would want to hide

In hope his eyes would never see
The anger left in mine
When sadly facing his decree
Although it be divine

In selfishness I sought the hand
That held a healing touch
And found it would not move till I
Released her from my clutch

I watched through many sleepless nights
Her suffering and her pain
And found my fear had grown to such
My heart could not contain

My spirit warred against my flesh
For rule upon my heart
My love for God, my love for her
Could not be pulled apart

Through suffering, obedience came
And to my God I cried
Releasing her, though such release
Might take her from my side

And when my heart, on trembling knees,
Had finally set her free
The God of Heaven turned around
And gave her back to me!

Then, just so I would see his power
And glorify his name,
He touched my child, and with his touch
At once the healing came

Love could’ve easily called her home
But yet he let her stay
His healing touch reached far beyond
Her body on that day

He healed my selfish, fearful heart
And now I will proclaim
With humble gratitude, to all
The glory of his name.

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