Mommy always says that she believes that God was listening
To a pretty epic song whilst He was busy creating me
'Cause you can still hear the beat of the drums
Echoing in the innocence of my laughter
Until you aggressively stormed into my perfect symphony and caused discord
Distorting every note in my life,
Creating havoc, fear and shock
All I want to do is live life - play each instrument to the fullest
All you want to do is attack, break, and steal - leaving me at my weakest and most vulnerable
You are making my piano sound dull and inharmonious
Each time the hammer hits the keys, sounding pain and fever
My vigorous tempo is becoming weak and frail
Causing me to lose all rhythm
Like a mallet attacks a xylophone for a brighter tone
You are attacking and grating my skeleton
Just as I got accustomed to the cuts and bruises on my fingertips from the guitar strings
I had to adjust to the pain of needles, my body filled with bruises and scars
Did you know a violin bow loses its hair after months of creating a melodious shows?
Because of you, I have lost my hair even before I had a chance to play a violin
There is something I need to tell you, you uninvited thief
You might steal my innocence and break my smile
You might even try to steal my body since your existence is very hostile
But Cancer,
You will never be able to take my soul
That belongs only to my Saviour, my Maestro, Conductor of all conductors
Jesus Christ
I have handed over the baton back to Him
I shall not fear, I shall not be dismayed - that I've learned from my favourite hymn
Whilst He is busy composing and conducting my symphony
I know I am loved and protected by The Holy Trinity
My light will shine brighter than ever before
As He was, is and always will be in control
Isaiah 41:10
May you continue to find strength in our Father. Thinking of and praying for all of you every day.
Sterkte