Chronically ill
Means sometimes not. Waxing and waning.
From crisis to glowing.
From good to not.
It's hard for a heart to keep up.
It's hard not to waste, waiting for their next crash,
hard to laugh without care.
To be a mommy and an unofficial EMT
is not a path I chose.
But somehow, for some Why I do not know
God chose me.
Which means
there is a way to laugh without care
and to love without reserve,
and dance down that path.
I choose to believe,
even though I cannot see the How.
Because Chronically ill can mean sometimes not,
and God chose me.
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5 comments:
I like this so very much. Thanks for a needed reminder.
Beautiful!
It must be hard to wrap your mind around the "Whys", but you've managed to give God the glory in it all. That is pleasing to Him. Thank you.
This resonates with me in regards to my Calvinator. Thanks for sharing.
Oh Susan. I just love you. Praying for you...VIRTUAL HUG!
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