Only Today
She put out a shaking hand into the darkness. "'You, O LORD, keep my lamp burning; my God turns my darkness into light.'" Her mouth was dry as she said the words again. Nothing seemed to move around her. The darkness pressed in. Unable to see her hands in front of her face her movements became clumsy. So dark... like night...
But it was 3 in the afternoon.
The tumor had been there for years. It didn't seem serious. Why remove it? She lived a happy, caotic childhood, and had been the "beauty" at college. Playful, intense, driven- life was a golden road for her to walk on, and she ran. Nothing spectacular happened to her. She was not destined to be known around the world, but happiness came to her, and that, in and of itself, is spectacular.
She married- a tall dark, serious boy who became her anchor while she became his sunshine. Life was generous. Two little boys, a third on the way. And then this.
The tumor was an amaloid tumor- so rare that only a select few doctors knew about treatment and even they were just experimenting- random guessing- hoping that something might be done, but not sure what.
The little baby inside of her could not withstand chemotherapy.
She loved her baby. She refused chemo.
Each day was lived quietly, normally, without a fight. Her boys were taken to the park. Dinner was served. Laundry done. Family visited. No fuss, no fear. Just one day at a time. Only today.
She may not have tomorrow.
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We fall into the habit of saying, "Well, I'll just do it tomorrow." and "Maybe another day..." But life is not created like that. You are not guaranteed tomorrow.
I don't like preaching, and it's an age-old adage: "You do not know what a day shall bring forth." But occasionally reality interupts our triteness and displays the truth.
We are a vapor.
Our lives are brief.
Eternity is approaching.
You may not have tomorrow.
Show me, O LORD, my life's end and the number of my days; let me know how fleeting is my life. You have made my days a mere handbreadth; the span of my years is as nothing before you. Each man's life is but a breath. (Psalm 39:4,5)
But it was 3 in the afternoon.
The tumor had been there for years. It didn't seem serious. Why remove it? She lived a happy, caotic childhood, and had been the "beauty" at college. Playful, intense, driven- life was a golden road for her to walk on, and she ran. Nothing spectacular happened to her. She was not destined to be known around the world, but happiness came to her, and that, in and of itself, is spectacular.
She married- a tall dark, serious boy who became her anchor while she became his sunshine. Life was generous. Two little boys, a third on the way. And then this.
The tumor was an amaloid tumor- so rare that only a select few doctors knew about treatment and even they were just experimenting- random guessing- hoping that something might be done, but not sure what.
The little baby inside of her could not withstand chemotherapy.
She loved her baby. She refused chemo.
Each day was lived quietly, normally, without a fight. Her boys were taken to the park. Dinner was served. Laundry done. Family visited. No fuss, no fear. Just one day at a time. Only today.
She may not have tomorrow.
*********************************************************
We fall into the habit of saying, "Well, I'll just do it tomorrow." and "Maybe another day..." But life is not created like that. You are not guaranteed tomorrow.
I don't like preaching, and it's an age-old adage: "You do not know what a day shall bring forth." But occasionally reality interupts our triteness and displays the truth.
We are a vapor.
Our lives are brief.
Eternity is approaching.
You may not have tomorrow.
Show me, O LORD, my life's end and the number of my days; let me know how fleeting is my life. You have made my days a mere handbreadth; the span of my years is as nothing before you. Each man's life is but a breath. (Psalm 39:4,5)
posted by COURTNEY at 6:02 AM
1 Comments:
Courts
Provocatively and profoundly insightful! or maybe that's just a reflection of where I'm at. How the sanctity and brevity of life that eludes us as we go through life assuming that each day is our right instead of a blessing from the Lord's hand!!!
Thanks for the reminder!
~Who's that amazing Australian Girl you're always talking about?!~
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