by Mark Weinrich
During my battle with cancer the difference between tired and fatigued became a crushing reality. To be thoroughly and utterly spent was often a daily experience. Powerlessness is overwhelming, but even when every fiber seemed nonexistent, God encouraged me. I could sigh. And in those sighs I poured every ounce of my will to live, for I knew that in Jesus no matter how absolute my weakness, His seeds of grace and strength though hidden were already alive. For no one is ever spent in Christ. Psalm 38:9 (NIV) All my longings lie open before you Lord; my sighing is not hidden from you.
Mark Weinrich lives a creative life as a writer, photographer, musician, and artist—all wrapped together in an outdoorsman. He is a retired pastor and nine-year cancer survivor. His writing and photography have appeared in over 130 news stand, inspirational, and literary publications. He has sold eight children’s books and currently has two fantasy novels on Kindle.