The plans are set, the slow ramp up has begun
The research behind me the appeal for support made clear
Now to endure the daily wrath before newness may settle in.
Another new treatment, oh help me make it to then Lord!
So much at stake if we do not win
This horrific battle of which I have hated so very much.
One thing is clear: Who holds the future:
My Lord, my King in Whom I trust
Surely He grieves my suffering and waits with us.
My beloved is tired from the journey . . . so very loooong
Mere moments of goodness, many hours of strife
And yet he loves me just the same.
I am humbled.
Perhaps some goodness will come soon?