Everyone has trials and tribulations,
I have my share of some.
Some gave me more determination,
Others drag me down to my own asylum.
One treatment after another,
One diet after the next.
Bottles and bottles of supplements later,
My body is still suffering from aches.
To say I felt defeated,
Is to put it mildly.
Many a times, death did cross my mind,
Then I think of my beautiful family.
I may not be able to run
On the green green grass,
Or hop the scotch
And throw pebble rocks.
But I can see, and speak and feel
Warm hugs, sunshine, kisses and thrill
Of my little girl's zest for life,
Which makes me feel alive.
The going may be tough
But the tough gets going.
Together with my girl and man,
The arduous journey will soon end.
Our treasures are laid up above
As we journey here on earth.
Of a perfect body resurrected,
We press on looking forward.
The pain overwhelms me,
But I will not let it defeat me.
My victory is in Christ Jesus,
Who died so my sins cleanses.
Death will come soon enough,
Who am I to hasten it?
I should be thankful
Of a God so gracious and merciful.