Sickness
Sickness is a word we use
To express our inner feelings,
I am sick we say, most any day
And express a need for healing.
At times we ask, “Why does it come?”
And lay us down so low,
We take our pills and lay our beds
And wait for it to go.
Sometimes we need to look within
What causes my dismay?
And take away the bloom of health,
To make me feel this way.
Could it be something I have done,
Or thought, imagined or neglected?
Could it come purely as by chance
Or a feeling of being rejected?
We don’t know exactly why illness comes
But one thing makes good sense,
The Hand of God and a good attitude
Works wonders in our defense.
To love the Lord helps keep us well
Love each other is better still
For peace and joy and happiness
Is our Heavenly Father’s will.
Leonard Brown 2015
