few words...but His

it is late tonight and i am tired.  the day has been full.  fuller than normal.  the laundry finished.  the dishes washed.   my bag  packed.  the instructions  printed. the arrangements  made.  the alarms set.  the children kissed and hugged and tucked into bed. fears shared. tears shed.  prayers whispered.  tomorrow we go early.  i could certainly think up one more thing to do before leaving.  there is always one more thing.  always something.  because we are people who do things.  and now this woman who does things must look ahead to a period of time without all her doing.  i will leave it behind.  at least for awhile.  i am content in letting it all be.  content in letting it go.  i am in content in being done.  i am content. i am at peace.

i have few words for what tomorrow will bring.  there is little more to say.  the Lord goes before me and that is truly all that matters.   He holds the balance of my life whether i am in surgery for 8 hours or puttering around my life for 8 hours.  it belongs to Him regardless of place.  regardless of diagnosis.  regardless of prognosis.  i am His. and i am at peace. 

i may have very few words of my own tonight...  but i have His Word...

"give thanks to the Lord, for He is good;

His love endures forever....

in my anguish i cried to the Lord,

and He answered by setting me free.

the Lord is with me;

i will not be afraid.

what can man do to me?     

the Lord is with me; He is my helper.

i will look in triumph on my enemies.

it is better to take refuge in the Lord

than to trust in man.

it is better to take refuge in the Lord

than to trust in princes.

all the nations surrounded me,

but in the name of the Lord

i cut them off.

they surrounded me on every side,

but in the name of the Lord

i cut them off.

they swarmed around me like bees

but they died out as quickly as burning thorns;

in the name of the Lord

i cut them off.

i was pushed back and about to fall,

but the Lord helped me.

the Lord is my strength and my song;

He has become my salvation.

shouts of joy and victory 

resound in the tents of the righteous;

the Lord's right hand has done mighty things!

the Lord's right hand is lifted high;

the Lords right hand has done mighty things!

i will not die but live,

and will proclaim

what the Lord has done!." 

~ psalm 118