On Going Trials
Feeling well and then my friend, will this illness ever end?
From feeling well, I soon fall, back insides hospital walls,
Being home or there I know, God is with me wherever I go,
Carried to an emergency ward, within the arms of my Lord.
If itís not bad enough for me, living daily, with neuropathy,
While infection rears its head, Iím back into a hospital bed,
All effects from my therapy; what the chemoís done to me,
Lowering my bodyís immunity, I lean on the God of eternity.
Since my chemo has finished, my abilities have diminished,
Like the ability, of each hand, and my ability to firmly stand,
But, I continue trust in the Lord, by who these arenít ignored,
While, I lean upon my faith, that Heíll give me needed Grace,
Grace that helps me every day, as each trial comes my way,
Along with a supportive wife, who is with me, in all the strife,
While we fix our eyes on Christ, Who, controls our entire life,
Each and every waking hour, all, by Godís Grace and Power.
Traveling upon this weary road, Jesus Christ shares the load,
The load of burdens, which I face, by His all sufficient Grace,
Even at times truly carrying me, in ways I did not think or see,
Godís with me, thereís no denial, through this very weary trial.
(Copyright ©08/2011 Bob Gotti)
Heís coming very soon as the signs are very clear,
And when that trumpet sounds, weíll be otta here!
Praise God for our Great Blessed Hope, Who Will
Deliver All Those Who Believe, out of this present
World of Darkness into His Glorious Eternal Light!
(1 Thessalonians 4:13-18 and Titus 2:11-14)
What A Blessed Hope, Bob Gotti