How oft a gleam of glory sent
Straight through the deepest, darkest night,
Has filled the soul with heavenly light,
With holy peace and sweet content.
ANON
It's been a melancholy kind of day. The skies have been overcast, just waiting to burst forth with a massive thunderstorm. That threat hung in the air for most of the day almost as an omen.
Another friend of a friend with cancer. Another cancer patient given the there's nothing we can do anymore. Another family grieving. It's been that kind of day.
No matter how many times I've gone through this, I am always amazed at the why them and not me. Every single illness and death affects me more each time. Today, I literally prayed upon hearing the latest message.
How does a family prepare for something like this? How do they come to terms with the lack of control they actually have over this situation. Greater is He, Greater is He. I'm also amazed that at times like these people still don't believe in a God.
Lord, how helpless I feel. So powerless to be of any use in a situation such as this one. Oh, how sorry I am for this family unit to be dealing with this, especially since they are not believers. Their sorrow will be so much more overwhelming and painful.
Such a sad day. A melancholy kind of day. There is power in the name of Jesus, so much power. If they only knew that. If only.
Have a blessed day everyone.
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