From Psalm 121:1-2: “I lift up my eyes to the hills—from where will my help come? My help comes from the Lord, who made heaven and earth.”
Dark perils come knocking
From where will “real” hope come?
Dreaded illness stalking
Hearing death’s haunting drum
His steadfast assurance
Calvary’s lasting love
Heavenly insurance
Breathing from God above
Forever life’s keeper
Never pausing to rest
Eternity’s doorkeeper
Refilling life with zest
Tomorrow’s sunrise beams
Hope reborn and glowing
Healthy spirit fills dreams
Believing and knowing
This poem touches upon a personal reflection of my own Dad, who contracted Covid several months ago. Despite being vaccinated, his underlying health conditions put him at great risk from the disease. I give thanks every day that he has recovered and can look forward to his upcoming 87th birthday.
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That’s something to be celebrated! Your poems certainly capture the sense of relief you must have felt.
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Linda, I appreciate your thoughts. Yes, there was much relief when my Dad began his slow road of recovery. He has always been a warrior!
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I’m glad that your dad is okay and recovered. It’s a scary thing to be aged and ill. Your Bible verse if one of my favorites. And especially the verse 2 that reminds us of God’s great power. He is the Maker of Heaven and earth and He always knows what we need. Rejoicing with you that your father is well now and wishing him many more healthy years with you.
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Vickie, thanks for sharing so much with your feedback. My Dad has always been a warrior, but this bout with Covid tested his resolve. Praises to God and His presence in his life.
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Glad your dad made it through!!
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Kate, I appreciate your thoughts. My Dad turns 87 in about a month.
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Amen
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Amen! Thanks for reading and sharing affirmation of the Lord’s goodness.
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Eileen, thanks for sharing this poem with your readers. It is one which strikes close to home.
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