Testimonies

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Transition

It was a glad day for me
Got off my medication gradually
Each time my lungs felt fine
I knew it was transition time
From 2 puffs a day to 1
Then every other until there was none
Actually, I lost my place
So I decided to declare that day
"I'm done."
To an audience of one

I started walking down the street
In the breeze-less morning heat
I stopped with a gasp
Then wondered "Should I turn back?"
Felt the rhythm of my breath
It was less free than I would expect
But I decided, as leaps of faith go,
To continue down that road
Met up with a cool, soothing breeze
It let me know that God was pleased
And right near the cross of the road
I felt a lifting of my load

Later, in the evening as I reclined
Some ideas came to my mind
Before reaching a mountain crest
Its altitude brought shortness of breath
Clouds above hid the view
So I reached the top before I knew
That were were more heights to climb
With visions more sublime
And, yes, into finer air
In my weakness God meets me there
Entrusting myself into His atmosphere
Draining my lungs of all fear

So many times it felt coated with oats
I'd hear "Pay no attention to what's going on in your throat."
One day I walked into a room with a cat
If I'd have known, I wouldn't have done that
Fought the triggers that would sound the alarm
That its dander would do me some harm
I don't allow words to diagnose
I break that parasitic curse (in Jesus' name) so I won't be a host

H. Stone 2006

I DO NOT HAVE PRIVATE MESSENGER

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