**I have been on a fast, of sorts, from writing, and missed our Tuesday Bible study. I do apologize and promise to try to do better next week!
She sits in a rocking chair, her very own, cushioned by down-stuffed pillows because the pillows of her body have lost their plump.
This favored aunt, the youngest one, the one who always has a funny story or a puppy-dog friend to share…this favored aunt has been ill.
These cheeks, always rosy and smiling, now pale–still smiling. An impostor sits atop her head where her crowning glory used to be. I am afraid to hug her, that I might break her. But I do anyway. Carefully.
She seems a ghost of herself, so small and frail.
That is, until she opens her mouth and speaks. I am glad to hear the voice is still strong and gay. She shares her story.
“It was just like…going on a shopping trip.” She tells us, her family. Perhaps the most difficult of all audiences. “I felt such a sense of peace. I wish I could explain the sense of peace God gave me.”
I have never heard cancer surgery described as a shopping trip.
“When I gave Him my heart, I gave Him everything. Even this.”
The confidence in her voice shakes me. This is faith. She has been brought close to Him through this suffering. She has felt his breath upon her cheek. I see in her eyes, the joy and strength that comes from walking with Him.
“I will not look this way forever,” she says, with a brilliant smile that knocks my socks off.
“Therefore we do not lose heart. Though outwardly we are wasting away, yet inwardly we are being renewed day by day. For our light and momentary troubles are achieving for us an eternal glory that for outweighs them all. So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen. For what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal.”—2 Cor. 4:16-18
**please pray for my Aunt Martha, my friends. She still has a long journey ahead of her.