Rivers of grace

What does one do when a loved one is diagnosed with a terminal illness? One can perhaps only pray for God's mercies and healing. There are many spiritual promises but there are also plain physiological laws and rules that govern disturbances in the body's organs and systems and their consequences. As someone caught between the physical and the spiritual worlds, I can only have one murmur of hope. That, the one who has created every law to govern every system can choose at times to tilt the scales. At this point I feel, that if the scales are to be tilted, then somehow I have a greater role to play... a role not only of an interceder or an arbitrator..but also of an extension of the hands of the Healer Himself.

Open wide the gates, that,

Have held the waters so.

The rivers of Your awesome grace,

Now needs to freely flow.

I am waiting keen, expectant;

To be drenched and fully drown..

Oh! for your tides of love

To fill me toe to crown!

Lord, I am so eager,

To be washed and then to float.

In the current of Your river grace

Let sink life’s little boat.

Now help me to become in you

A little drop or great tide,

To wash and reach with hope and love

all narrow breach and wide.

Oh Lord! to abide in You,

And You abide in me,

I would give myself to You

To be absolutely free.

And then armed as part of You,

I would with love and zeal…

Reach souls that are broken and hurt,

And help them completely heal.