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.