And taught you how
To sing through the pain.
It was my privilege,
For in this we were sisters.
I helped you then, and once again.
As the poison that could save our lives
Entered and tormented us, we sang on.
Your treatment ended; I had weeks to go.
Each time, the side effects grew stronger,
Made me weaker, lasted longer.
At last came the final day.
How I wanted to sing,
But the words failed me.
Then you walked in
With my song
Psalm 42:8 Yet the LORD will command His lovingkindness in the daytime, and in the night His song shall be with me, and my prayer unto the God of my life.
This poem has two sources of inspiration. One is a plaque I have seen that says, “A friend knows the song in your heart and can sing it back to you when you have forgotten the words.” The other is the novel Season of Blessing by Beverly LaHaye and Terri Blackstock . This is a story of courage and faith in the midst of cancer, and how in every season of life—even in a season of suffering—we can find blessing and live our lives to the glory of God.
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Photo taken in Milton, Florida, 2017