There is a group called Celebrating Recovery, and sometimes I think I should join that group. Today is one of those days! I am in the midst of the longest string of *good* days that I have had in THREE YEARS! What has caused it? God. Definitely. Our move. Most certainly. An increased dosage of a good medicine. Surely! And this *overcoming* of illness that I am experiencing has me *OVERCOME* with joy and thanksgiving.
Immediately the girl arose and walked, for she was twelve years of age. And they were overcome with great amazement.
These things I have spoken to you, that in Me you may have peace. In the world you will have tribulation; but be of good cheer, I have overcome the world.”
I am writing for Mama Kat today. Prompt #4: What battle are you fighting? Write a poem overcoming.
(With apologies to Emily Dickinson)
Success is counted sweetest
to me, after waiting long.
I thought the day would never
come when I could stand strong.
Not once would I believe it true,
that three weeks would I see
a solid string of good old days
As I stand a top this old
obstacle, I cry out
with a joy before unknown.
This is what life is about!