"'Twas the night before surgery..."

Twas the night before surgery, when all through the house

Not a creature was stirring, not even my spouse;

The suitcase was packed, resting by the front door

Alarm clock was set, shoes and socks on the floor. 

The husband was nestled all snug in his bed,

While visions of scalpels danced in my head;

And papa in boxers and I in my tee,

Had just kissed goodnight; hearing he loved me.

When into my mind arose such a clatter,

An onslaught of fears, could I be sadder?

Away to the Bible I flew like a flash,

Stumbling in darkness as I made a quick dash.

Tumbling into my favorite chair,

Waking my adorable, sleeping bear,

The snoring soon stopped and eyes opened wide,

As I innocently smiled not trying to hide.

He turned slowly over as I reached for “my” book,

Knowing I needed a long, quiet look,

The night lights dimmed as I began to search,

Where do I go? What comes first?

Now Psalms, now Proverbs, now Gospels I read,

On Philippians, on Romans, on Isaiah I feed,

To the end of the chapter, to the end of the verse!

Anxiety still there, but not any worse!

And then in a twinkling I heard from above,

A whisper of comfort, a whisper of love.

His peace surrounded me head to toe.

Jesus was present, this I know!

Words from the pages now becoming most real,

"The Lord goes before you, ready to heal.

Be strong and take courage, do not fear,

Your cries have reached my eternal ear.”

“Your Word is a lamp unto my feet,

A light to my path…oh so sweet!”

The joy of the Lord comforts my mind,

Now I can rest and sleep I’ll soon find.

So I crawled back to bed and enjoyed a brief rest,

Secure in the knowledge that Jesus knows best,

He’ll guide and protect; His plans are just right,

Surgery’s coming but I’m IN His sight!!