Life has a way of
preparing you
for everything.
Everything is readying us
for what lies ahead.
The soul's journey
is one long evolution
forward.
She was unsurprised
at being told
they suspected cancer.
It was as if
she had
already known.
She was not afraid.
Not yet.
She had sat with
a loved one
during chemo,
as the burning liquid
drip,
drip,
dripped
into his arm,
and found out the oncology ward
is not a depressing place.
It is full of
positive people,
doing what they need
to do.
It is full
of heroes.
Her life had brought her
to the brink
so many times,
by now,
that she donned
the robes of
readiness
with her medical gown,
and prepared herself
for yet another
round.
If cancer was
what comes next,
then let it begin.
This may (or may not)
be just
one more bridge
to cross,
one more passage
through uncertainty,
through which
she must trust
a Greater Certainty,
on which she bases
her faith and her hope.
With every fibre
of her being, she knows,
no matter what happens, that:
All will be well.
All will be well.
All will be exceedingly well.
God is in his Heaven
in the clear, bright air
and all will be
exceedingly well.
[images from google]
I'm linking this to dVerse, where Mary's prompt is: Preparation
