"What Choice Do We Have?"

Do we accept illness and death,
Do we accept the thief in our midst,
Stealing the days we thought were ours for sure,
Pulling on that veil of mist?
Aware only of confusion and loss,
Direction is sorely missed.

So do we pray to be passed over
By the shadow of death when it comes?
Or praying for forgiveness, totally bereft,
Lay ourselves down, Your will to be done?
With Your peace and acceptance, we can endure
Till the moment You call us home.


Kittie Carr