The normally vibrant man struggled to speak, muttering inaudible, sometimes incoherent words, with body language showing abhorrence for the hospital bed he was confined to. It was difficult reconciling this picture of the man he was known to be with what sickness had forced him to be – as he reached out to grip the hand of his lone visitor.

?Have mercy upon me, O Lord; for I am weak: O Lord, heal me; for my bones are vexed.? ? Psalms 6:2 (KJV)

There is no real strongman when the reality of life confronts
Let the Son shine in your heart daily.

By, Nosa Owens-Ibie
Thursday, 16 July 2015
Emailed Thursday, 10 December 2015 (me)