My flesh and my heart may fail,
but God is the strength of my heart
and my portion for ever. (Psalm 73:26)
My body is breaking down. It’s the chemo today, but it fits with the trend. I’m not getting any stronger, faster, or fitter. I keep wearing out.
My spirit waxes and wanes. Today I ache and groan. Misery clouds the sunshine. Who knows about tomorrow?
I cannot depend on my flesh or my heart. They’re unreliable. They’re weak. They’re fickle. They’re false.
God is the one I can trust. He will not let me down. It’s not that I keep hold of him, but that he doesn’t let go of me.
Yet I am always with you;
you hold me by my right hand.
Thank you God.
(first published in macarisms.com on 24/5/13)