Today husband wants to live and is having surgery to remove cancer. He has taken the first step towards a new life and sent a written apology to our grown children. I want to believe he will kick the alcohol addiction, but I don’t want to get my hopes up only to be dashed again. The song by Tenth Avenue North expresses it well:
“I’m tired, I’m worn, my heart is weary…I know that you can give me rest…let me know…that you can mend a heart that’s frail and torn, I wanna know a song can rise from the ashes of a broken life…I’m worn even before the day begins…I wanna know…all that’s dead inside will be reborn…”
So many things going on in my life at one time, I have to consciously turn everything over to God and just take one small piece at a time to work on. My hands cannot hold it all, but God’s hands can. I am only strong when I don’t rely on my own strength.
I am so thankful to be surrounded by family today while husband is in surgery. I cannot express how loved I feel when I know that people from my church’s prayer chain are praying for us today. I am beyond blessed. I still have moments of fear and vulnerability, though, because I am worn.