"Up and away,
today I lay
and wish for a brand new day.
So tired of being sick,
shriveling down to a stick.
Struggling with being ill,
my cry, a shrill.
Asked the Lord for immediate healing,
wonder what his hand is dealing.
Answers to prayer seem a bit slow,
wonder if they all know."
Her illness a secret,
doctors she met.
But there was no cure,
her date had been set.
She was dying with each passing day.
Those that knew, didn't know what to pray.
They had no favor with her Lord,
he had cut them with his sword.
They were in the wilderness, with nothing to eat,
didn't want to confess sin, fall down at God's feet.
Didn't believe their lives were all messed up,
didn't believe God's wrath was in a cup...
pouring down on all,
prideful witnesses to her fall.
It was time to do right,
experience the light,
and know that God was still in sight.
Up and away,
and so she would pray,
hoping God would take her today.
Nicholl McGuire is the author of Laboring to Love an Abusive Mate and other books.
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