I recieved the "News" today I cried all the way home Seems my life I once knew Has now come and gone He told me that I would worsen That my body was going down, Then he said the hated word Crippling Arthritis is what he found. I received the "News" today He said my life would be one of pain Everyday I would feel it, No reason he could explain. I received the "News" today No more busy bee No more climbing mountains No more chasing dreams. I received the "News" today my body is broken and gone, but one thing He can't take away my heart, my soul, my song. I received the "news" today tell me what do I do now? I have to learn to live this life some~way, sometime, somehow... Father the "News" has left me lost I feel like I don't belong My heart tells me one thing Surely it can't be wrong Father the "News" has terrified me I don't know how to cope So on your grace I'm hanging I've doubled knotted this here rope Father the "News" is a robber it's a thief, come to take my life I feel it's tugs towards bitterness, of grief, anger, and ugly strife Father the "News" is an opportunity? Please explain this to this poor heart, Another chance at ministry? A place where again I can start? Father I give you this "News" today And I'll try not to take it back, help me walk in victory and remember NOT to ever look back. by Marilyn McQuaig Share this page with a friend! Clicking the Send to Friend button Sends this page your viewing song: The Dance by Garth Brooks