'Twas the night before chemo... (Post #25)

Like an annoying mosquito who won't leave you alone, these thoughts needed out, apparently, as a poem. ๐Ÿ˜œ


'Twas the night before chemo, and all over the farm, 
Heather was buzzing, raising alarm!
"Get down from that apple tree, you're going to fall!" 
"Yes, there are clothes in the hamper, you can't wash them all!"

The family watched as she worked up a tizzy.
"Heather slow down, you're making me dizzy!!"
"I will, just a second, you see I just have to…"
Her list was ever-changing, each moment something new.

The bedding is washed, the towels as well, 
There are items in the hamper, but please, please don't tell. ๐Ÿ˜–
The bathroom's been scrubbed, the kitchen is gleaming,
Never mind that the rest of the family all feel like screaming. ๐Ÿคท๐Ÿผ‍♀️

The 5 fresh lasagnas have already been frozen,
The 8 zucchini loaves dispersed to "The Chosen,"
The 4 pounds of ground beef are ready for meals,
The 3 jars of Pickled Beans all managed to seal!

On this unwanted journey, I'll take all the good I can find,
Getting things done helps settle my mind. 
Tomorrow afternoon is infusion number two. 
This week I don't want a long list of to-dos. 

My heart is settled, I have indescribable peace,
Whatever may come, I'll go where God leads. 
There's a rest that comes in the presence of the Father,
Like a child with their Daddy, things just don't bother.

That doesn't mean that there won't be pain, just that I've discovered the power in Jesus' name. 
Someday every knee shall bow, but I'm just glad He's beside me right here and now. 

When words fail me and I just can't speak, 
He sees my heart, He knows I'm weak, 
So He lends me His strength, He who created it all! 
That's why I know He's got this, He won't let me fall.



The garden has quite a bounty to share! Oh, just ignore the post of hair...๐Ÿ˜




Comments

  1. Love your poem and happy we got one of your shares. Love the
    Colors. Praising God he is with you each step of the way and praying especially for the
    coming days. Lots of love as well.

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