A Miracle, A Victory

I wanted to change things up some with this post, and show a different style of writing and a source of release for those things that seem to boil up inside and need a way out.  This was written by me in 2008 as a reflection from the months prior when I was struggling with the ups and downs of my health due to Crohn's Disease and then finding relief from having ileostomy surgery.

We didn't know what was to come.

Our hearts were broke, our bodies numb.

Tears were shed.  There was loss of sleep.

Prayers were prayed and eyes would weep.

Pain was bore and hopes were choked.

It seemed our faith had finally broke.

We struggled and wondered was it to be.

A miracle, a victory.

But prayers were still prayed and eyes still wept.

For a glorious day that would be kept

Close to our souls, God's presence bore.

Pain was soon to be no more.

The changes that came brought things to view.

Life so old was made brand new.

In our hearts we'll forever see

That miracle, sweet victory.