Near death in a hospital bed,
Beeps and buzzing, machines and computers,
Technology keeping my death at bay?
Or does life continue if and when I pray?
Worries and fears, anxiety and tears.
Emotions last forever do they not?
Do we get a second chance or is this my one and only shot?
Comatosed and paralysed, it couldn't get worse. Is there meaning? Or is it a curse?
Then my mother and brother visited me, they never ceased to pray.
To the one only God, Jesus Christ, who relentlessly hears what we say.
The Virgin Mary visited me herself and my Guardian Angel is forever by my side, they cannot be seen, but never leave me and never hide.
They see me full in the face, with gentle eyes and loving kindness, prayer truly is miraculous, and healing love is forever continuous.
Suffering happens to make me humble, and to guide me to eternity, with encouragement and effort I awaken!
Still paralysed, but I'm alive! My eyes are open, still dull and weak, but the demons have fled and satan never came near to my bed!
The power and the glory are His for sure, I rise again and accept my fate, there's no fear or anger or hate, but a stronger faith and greater heart, from Love of the Truth I'm never apart!
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