I Am Afraid, What If . . .?
O Lord, I am afraid. I’m afraid of the unknown horizons
of this hospital experience, what the doctor’s find out of my illness
. . . afraid of the uncertain future when the tests, the surgery, the
medications are over. What will life be like if full healing doesn’t
some? What about my limitations, disabilities, restrictions of what I
used to do . . . when I am not what I use to be? What if . . . .
Slow down the racing of my thoughts, the wild imaginations
that buffet my spirit. Reach down into my heart and speak Your word once
again to me. Speak, Lord, Your words to those who were so weary in worry,
so weighted down with uncertainty and fear. Come unto me all you who are
striving and laboring and you who are burdened, and I will give you rest.
You ask me to come to You, Lord. Will you please come to me and with Your
presence stand beside my bed. I need you. I need you so much. Amen.
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