Cancer, the dreaded word. It is there, right in front of you. The sound is clear yet no tears fall, the heart is unprepared. The dreamlike state gathers around you protecting your thoughts, guarding the soul and the very essence of your spirit.
And the words ‘you have cancer remain’ like an arrow in a bow, ready to be shot. As the arrow pierces your core you pray;
Lord of Eternity
Blessed is the man
Who walks in Your favor
Who loves all Your words
And hides them like treasure
In the darkest place
Of his desperate heart,
They are a light
A strong, sure light.
Sometimes I call out Your name
But I cannot find You.
If You are my strength .
All I ask, all I desire
Is to live in Your house all my days.
Lord of Eternity by
Fernando Ortega
AND NOW THE JOURNEY HAS BEGUN……..
Come walk beside me!
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When cancer becomes our “neighbor” within us, what do we do? Do we hate it, thus giving it more energy to generate, or do we “love thy neighbor” and work with it in whatever way we can? It’s a personal journey for sure.
Blessings and light during this journey…
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Thanks Penny, it is part of me. But
It needs to be removed. I am asking
God how He wants to use this
Disease. He allows things to happen
that remind me of my humanity.
Hugs!! June. ❤️❤️❤️
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