He is mindful of me

 Post op pain day #12, 16.10.2024 In a place of physical pain Where every breath hurts And i can't stop brooding That it can't get any worse… So many whys All over my brain And the ‘when will this end?’ I’m all drained.. Where will I go to?  To whom will I turn?  No one who understands All these laments from my being as it churns.. But there is a glimmer of hope Jesus walks in this valley with me Each painful step, each throb of pain He understands, totally.. I don’t understand Nor do I pretend to,  ‘Light and momentary afflictions’ Feel weighty and never ending too.. His hands are gentle They're also scarred And His visage  Was unrecognisably marred.. He bore the stripes All thirty nine vicious and brutal For our healing He did not struggle.. I can rest  Even in this, He is near This body will decay But He is here… Lisa Choudhrie

 Our Commander during the crazy 11.10.2024 Anxiety was rampant Running amok in my brain Added to the crazy Was sheer physical pain..  Needed a respite Someone to share the load ‘Jesus, ‘ I begged ‘ please help me on this downhill road.. ‘ The words began to flow Full of healing and strength As my pen flew on the page The flow blew me away, in its breadth and length..  The Redeemer is as His name Specialist in the broken pieces Broken relationships,  Ironing out the creases..  He's still the Balm of Gilead The Lily of the valley The Bright and morning star Always answers, helps and rallies..  There's power in His name Not just a tired cliche But His grace freely flowing Brings wisdom and inspiration - touche..  So we can rise in His power Legions of angels fighting for us Jehovah Gibbor our leader His blood shield on us..  Stand strong my wayfarer The Lord fights on our behalf We are over comers In His name, the Name our Rod and Staff..  Lisa Choudhrie