Many years ago,
A dainty quiet child who held my
Hand on the playgound.
She's a wife and mom now, a
Gifted pianist, creative in every
Endeavor she pursues and
Courageous, amazingly
Courageous.
She's facing cancer, an
Aggressive form.
I admire her positive attitude.
When she lost her hair, she
Wasn't distraught.
She thanked God that the
Chemo was doing its job.
Janelle has chosen to "embrace a
New kind of crowning glory."
My sweet docile preschooler has
Gown up to be a stalwart warrior as
She battles the intruder attacking her.
She's clinging to our faithful Father.
And His hand is much more
Comforting and secure than mine.
"I am holding you by your right hand-I, the Lord
your God. And I say to you, 'Do not be afraid. I
am here to help you.'" Isaiah 41:13