They say I’m sick – I’m feeling
bad.
It’s just too much. It makes me
sad.
I
heard – let’s talk – you shouldn’t fear.
But you don’t know – it’s scary
here.
But
that's why I am here to talk.
You
can’t forget, with you I’ll walk.
Some days I carry such a load.
Like
a Cross being carried on a dusty road?
Some days the pain just makes me
cry.
Like
thorns on a head – a spear in your side?
But pain? How can you understand?
See
the holes in my feet and hands?
But so many think my days are
done.
They look at me like I’m already
gone.
Remember
when they jeered My Son
Assuming He was not the “one”
Yet He
remembered to talk to me
And
then embraced His destiny.
It’s Cancer Lord! How can I cope?
What if I lose my faith and hope ?
Oh
Nancy, dear, I’m glad you asked.
Because
of that, I’ll take the task.
No
matter what your earthly ills,
Don’t
ever doubt My Love…but still
My
plan for you is evermore.
Tell me what you have in store.
On
earth your life is just a phase
But
when it ends your soul will raise.
Your
faith filled life is just a dream
For
when you wake, it’s me you’ll see.
So this is just for here and now
And someday to your throne I’ll
bow?
The details I will not now tell.
Just live in love, and in love you’ll dwell.
