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These words came to me while I was in the hospital. I spent 18 days. I had part of my liver removed due to cancer. I ended up going downhill after the surgery. It was a very difficult time.
I recall saying many prayers. This one, is the one that stayed with me.

Submitted:Sep 13, 2013    Reads: 15    Comments: 3    Likes: 0   

Before Thee I kneel, with an honest heart.

Seeking, I am, for the touch of the Hand.

A wave gently moves through the air.

The wind picking up speed. The breeze, catching my hair.

It is then I feel the touch of the hand.

Both loving and strong, allowing me to understand.

We must come together, the Spirit and I,

I must look within as I close my eyes.

I must see the future as written long ago.

For I will see my destination.

My Spiritual path, How it changes and grows.

My life's mission, Showing me where to go.

I see now. I must reach out.

The hand that touches me, Guides my hand out.

Out I must reach. Out I must go. Out I must teach.

I am chosen to show. I have survived. I have been healed.

I have been blessed. My fate is sealed.

My Spirit met my Soul. My Soul came to me.

I went to pray upon my knees.

It was then the magic happened.

I was touched by the hand.

Everything came together.

A miracle was planned.

Just as I willed it, The Lord came through.

The wind began to sing, as the breeze blew.

My eyes were opened. It was then I knew.

I was healed. I have a mission.

I am to love and to share. I am to prepare to rise.

I see now. I must reach out.

The hand that touches me, Guides my hand out


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