It is difficult to minister to the spouses of the terminally ill.
But somebody has to reach a hand back into the darkness.
Somebody has to.
I cannot turn my back knowing what I know.
Caked in mud, blood and tears.
For now, it is my hand.
Someday, somehow, I will find a way to do more.
2 responses to “I Will Find A Way…”
My mind begs for more, yet thinking it knows so much already! I assisted through two Hospice events, my mother’s passing and a sisterfriend’s husband who passed. I find ways of helping her all the time, the hand into the darkness. And her darkness is VERY dark! But I bring the light of the one who created me. He is why I’m there assisting in the first place.
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