As my heart pounds it aches as well; what is happening? I’m an empty shell! When will my heart find its relief? What must I do to end this grief? My mother is not well, she’s become frail. She’s tired from being on the medical trail. She’s done with tests, shots, and more; she thinks she is ready for eternity’s door.
Oh, sorrow and sadness, please have your way, my only hope is that you don’t stay. A long time is what I may need, as I pay attention giving heed; to the course in front of me.
I wrote this towards the end of a long drawn out medical journey with my sweet Mom. She was in extreme pain, yet the doctors and specialists couldn’t determine why or how to treat her. It was one of those times where divergent concerns taking place were plentiful; so it wasn’t until I began to write, that I was able to identify each singular aching, breaking, no mistaking heart issue of mine.
The promise that helped Mom and me during this time was Psalm 23:6; “Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me All the days of my life; And I will dwell in the house of the LORD Forever.” We found that when we looked for goodness and mercy, we found them. (And sometimes, you have to look intently).
I pray His peace, goodness, comfort, and mercy for each one experiencing that aching, breaking, no mistaking heart. Scripture isn’t a magic bullet, but it is firm and stable; that which we can hold to in the storms of life. And that which bolsters and fulfills us as we navigate life. By the way, a few lifestyle changes and medication, along with copious amounts of prayer brought some relief. And there was never really a diagnosis. Thankfully, Mom is still with us.
Let’s hold firm in love and trust to the One who “will never leave us or forsake us.”