This poem has generated many opinions that are mostly very kind and flattering.
But there are a few who misunderstood where I was going with this, and I realize that is my fault. When writing my notes, I should have explained that I wrote this as a tribute to my mother, who was suffering with very painful pancreatic cancer. Being a woman of great faith, she struggled with so many of her feelings of not wanting to leave her family at such a young age, wondering why she would ask things that were her will and maybe not His, were they coveting those who still had their health and precious time, etc, etc...... As a teacher for many years, she wrote a lot of poetry, but I'd like to share one line from her last poem before she died;
"Why in the night of darkness despair, do all of my many past sins appear?"
There were so many feelings towards the end, yet she prayed that God would forgive her asking for her will, as there was still a child at home. She was a good woman, but she was human & my heart aches to remember what she went through. Yet I know, she is in the arms of Jesus, who died for her because she was was a sinner.


When someone is ill, sometimes the messages in their head are confusing! Past sins appear in the middle of the night, night terrors making your human heart wonder is this Satan telling me that I'm jealous of other's good health, coveting and not being able to help it. What if, what if, what if feeling this way will keep me from Heaven? What if I'm not trusting God enough? What if I'm jealous of those that still get to live a little longer with their families? What then? And what if?
Mental health can be a part of, and as big of an issue as physical health when Satan clutters the mind with jealousy, fear, guilt & shame!

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