I enter a rather sombre kitchen this Monday morning and having read of Bagg`s message telling us about this very sad and sudden death of a dear friend to our Soop ......just at this moment when she really needs to be concentrating on the way she meets Wednesday, and her own recovery time. This is a hard hitting blow she could well have done without.Especially as she has put on such amazing shows of inner strength.
I send my deepest condolences indeed.
Whilst dear Soop, as sad and hurtful the news, it is imperitive you try to consider your own being and health at this point in time,you must think of your Macsporran and your beloved children whom are banking on you making a full recovery, so although extremely difficult and extremely sad..........please concentrate on your self.........for now.
I am enclosing a poem I wrote on the very eve before my first Mastectomy (it has been published in The EdenPress Book of Praise by the way)............and these words certainly spoke to my heart and I sincerely hope they will to yours.
His Hand.
As I walk in the valley of the shadow of death,
yes,many are the fears that abound,
But thro` the grey and shadowed mist I see
The love of my saviour -all around.
I know I never walk alone.
He walks with His Hand on mine
He will never leave or forsake me.
These are His promises divine.
Oh! yes I hurt and I fear within,
my eyes maybe filled with tears,
but I know that by walking with Jesus,
He will allay the worst of my fears.
He hears my cry from deep within,
And reaches out that Hand
That uplifts us from this troubled world,
to his own precious heavenly land.
Although we may suffer here on earth,
God`s Son has suffered more
Just to form a bridge for us,
So we may abide on His promised shore.
His love is all around us,
His heavenly light shines bright,
His wealth of caring reaches us,
what ere maybe our plight.
We simply have to lean on Him,and trust with all our heart,
One day we`ll be with Jesus - never again to part.
It is this age old promise,that keep us holding on,
Just to be in Heaven,with God`s most treasured Son.
Lord Jesus, we praise and thank you,we glorify your name
We are a grateful people,that to earth you came,
I thank you Lord Jesus for reaching from above
And filling my heart with your bountiful love.
I treasure the feeling of your nail-scarred Hand
Keeping me above the wealth of sinking sand.
Help me now Lord Jesus,in all that lies ahead,
And I promise always to walk -where ere I am led.
Whilst thinking of you all with a troubled mind and I hope this speaks some morsels of comfort at this time.