Cradled in Love

Holy One,

You knit me together in my mother's womb.

Before my first cry

your powerful hand cradled me.

You formed each cell of my intricate body.

You watched me as I grew---

a little girl, vibrant teen, young woman.

You filled me with great joy as I gave birth

to Patrick and James, my own flesh and blood.

You walked with me through the deep waters of divorce.

You gift me with a new loving partner and family.

You drew me close when diagnosed with cancer.
My mind was flooded with questions and fear.
Why me? Where are you, God?
How far has the cancer progressed?

I recall the wilderness journey of God's people.
Yahweh parts the mighty Red Sea
and God's children walk through unharmed.
I cling to God's power.

I imagine my "army" of cancer cells tossed into the sea.

My enemies swallowed up by mighty ocean waves.

Holy One,
miracle worker, healer of my pain---
past, present, and yet to come....

Your powerful hand cradles me once again. -sm