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Dear Michele,
I think that kids do suffer, but they will become stronger for this experience- as we do. I honestly beleive that cancer has been a gift in my life because prior to my diagnosis, I was not this spiritual. Everyday the Lord gives us is so precious and now I realize that.Now, I want to live my life for Him and to help as many of His children as possible. I struggled with such sad and sorrowful thoughts at the thought of leaving my two children.But after finally turning the whole situation over to God I realized two very important things that brought me great Peace. The first truth is- God loves our children even more than we do. After all, He is their Creator, Redeemer and Sanctifer. He can take better care of them than we can. This second thought came to me out of the blue one day after praying and crying for many days.When I realized it, it's like a light bulb went off in my head.-Here it is--- My priorities were out of order- I was giving the top spot in my life to my kids rather than God-worrying myself sick about "what if". Then I knew that God must have the top spot in my life, in my heart and in my soul. He is in COMPLETE control.He alone knows everything- all about each one of us. Everything is going so much smoother now and I live each day with His Joy knowing that He will take care of absolutely everything as long as we trust completely in Him.
Here's a poem I wrote- Hope you like it- God Bless- Cathy
"CROSSING OVER"
Please my dear child, don't weep for me.
I'm crossing over now, my spirit is free.
I watched the endless tears you cried
As I cross over to the other side.
If I could, I would dry all your tears as they flow,
The same way I dried them so long ago.
If only I could, I would hold you so tight
And kiss my child once more goodnight.
Your soul holds the secret I taught you my love,
Just follow the Word of our Father above.
Your lonely heart is breaking I know,
But you must say goodbye and then let me go.
There are loving arms waiting for me,
Familiar faces I already see.
There are friends and relations all cheering me on-
The choirs of Angels are singing their song.
But there are some who are missing-
They never learned
They reaped what they sowed
And it's torment they earned.
A Radiant Light shines- a splendor to see,
The voice of sweet Jesus is calling to me.
The trumpets are sounding to welcome me there,
The love that surrounds me is too much to bear.
As His arms enfold me- my soul is aflame-
I am finally home now, He calls me by name.
So, be happy my child and remember what's true
Till one day Heaven's gates open for you.
And that lovely day on my wings you will ride,
And I'll cross you over to the other side.
Catherine Walsh
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