I made it to Month 8…
Before I puked.
I’m not really sure what I ate
But I woke up with a sarcastic “Great”;
“Can someone please get the door,
Before I puke up my guts up on the floor?”
David and Court still up
were willing to bring me a cup
water to sip and a towel to wash,
a new shirt too, oh gosh
Ipod dangling from my ear
I listen to know no fear
Joy will come in the morning
Desperation band will sing
Praise despite sickness
Its the WORD, no less
I love God more
Than blessings he will pour
He has always been there
To comfort like a teddy bear
So I’ll stand on the solid rock
I’ll totally jump off the Dock
I’ll Take a look around
See how far I am from the ground
There is healing in your wings
God to thank for all these things
I made it to month eight
And God is still Great.
