Far away from what’s familiar
Wind chiming through the day;
Stumbling around for footholds
A new reality is made.
Thoughts pile up more than snow.
You call out mighty trees from tiny seeds;
Staring out the window across ravine,
What are you calling out of me?
Trusting in your Sovereignty,
Not asking how and why;
Just give me strength for today
And grace to abide.
Where can I find you Lord?
On well-worn pages or a song;
Asking what’s perhaps already known,
Now where do I belong?
With limbs like melting candles,
And a heart that tries to run
Well there’s nothing wrong with my redeemed soul
Maybe my story has just begun.
My friends, I received a separate diagnosis at the Cleveland Clinic for Limb-Girdle Muscular Dystrophy or LGMD. Please take time to watch the video included. If you are unable to view in your email, try http://www.syrinxsoldier.com
Coming home tomorrow.
Journey with me.