cut short

He has broken my strength in midcourse;

he has shortened my days.

“O my God,” I say, “take me not away

in the midst of my days—

you whose years endure

throughout all generations!”

Psalm 102:23-24

Fear dominates

destroys and

deludes.

My heart is broken

grieving and

confused.

My strength fails.

I am hurting.

Sleep a mystery…

all I see is my pain.

I need You, Lord!

MY GOD! Don’t let me die yet!

You are there…

beyond the fear.

You will comfort…

even as I grieve.

You will carry…

my paralyzed self.

You can heal…

what is wounded and ill.

Eternal God,

in my days now cut short

I cry to You.

Saving God,

in my confusion

I still trust in You!

If You cut me short…

If this ends my earthly days…

I have all eternity with You

without this pain.

I will believe You!