Who knew?

Who knew the path that we would take
A child of laughter that would break
And find ourselves in such a mess
Of chemo, pain, despair and stress?

Feeding tubes and cries of "mom"!
Knowing there's nothing to be done
But to grip the Father's hand
And pray that He would help us stand

Who knew the tears that we would weep
Or the love that we would reap?
The friends who call and pray and give
So that we could simply, just, live

The high and lows, the ups and downs
The fleeting smiles, the pain-filled frowns
Weary as we fall on Grace
Through the day we see His face

Father, we hold on to Your hand
Knowing you too had to simply stand
We choose to trust you in this daze
You are our God, of all our ways.

(Praying for Mike and Mel as they walk the dark valley of chemo with little James. No one chooses to walk this path willingly. "Lord, you have searched me and you know me... Even if I rise on the wings of the dawn and settle on the far side of the sea, even there you will find me, yes, your right hand will hold me fast." Hold this family fast, Lord. Let them feel the comfort of your grasp. Let them know that they are not lost or forgotten by you.)