Breast cancer, mastectomy,, prayer, healing, contemplation, oneness, love,

Less of me

Lord God,
May there be less of me,

With all my sins 
And weaknesses,

And more of you
Within me every day,

Until we live as one
In our shared love.  

Then death will hold 
No fears for me — 

I’ll leave my body
Far behind,

And fully reunite
With you, 

In heart, and soul,
And mind.



The Father and I are one (John 10:30; NLT).

O death, where is your victory? O death, where is your sting? 
(1 Corinthians 15:55; NLT).

The dust returns to the ground it came from, and the spirit returns to God who gave it (Ecclesiastes 12:7; NIV).

You must love the Lord your God with all your heart, all your soul, all your strength, and all your mind (Luke 10:27; NLT).


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