My hair began to fall out this past Saturday, two days after my second chemo treatment. It was time to shave it off. I keep trying to remember to tell myself that if the medicines are doing this to my hair, just think what it is doing to the cancer.
My mom came over that day and sang this hymn to me. It made me feel better.
I’m pressing on the upward way,
New heights I’m gaining every day;
Still praying as I’m onward bound,
“Lord, plant my feet on higher ground.”
My heart has no desire to stay
Where doubts arise and fears dismay;
Though some may dwell where those abound,
My prayer, my aim, is higher ground.
Where doubts arise and fears dismay;
Though some may dwell where those abound,
My prayer, my aim, is higher ground.
Lord, lift me up and let me stand,
By faith, on Heaven’s table land,
A higher plane than I have found;
Lord, plant my feet on higher ground.
I want to live above the world,
Though Satan’s darts at me are hurled;
For faith has caught the joyful sound,
The song of saints on higher ground.
I want to scale the utmost height
And catch a gleam of glory bright;
But still I’ll pray till Heav’n I’ve found,
“Lord, plant my feet on higher ground.”
5 comments:
Beautiful. I loved the hymn and the photos of your life going through this. Thank you for letting us be a part of it and walk through it with you little or big.
Thank you, Amber. :)
Amanda - You are so beautiful. Inside and out. I think of you, Annalise, and your family so often and remember you in prayer. May the Lord give you mighty strength and peace as you journey onward.
Thank you, Holly. And thank you for your prayers. :)
You are so beautiful. Thank you for sharing your experience and inspiring the rest of us to live in an upward way.
Love and Prayers,
Michele
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