A Special Kind of Love
Hello dear Fellow Hubbers,
1986 was a very difficult year for me. I was surrounded by people, yet I was alone. I am an Empath and I feel pain very deeply. I had fibromyalgia and that causes me to experience physical pain 7 times stronger than others without the disease. Therefore I was also depressed.
When I prayed my prayer and I realized the prayer had been answered I wrote this poem.
I am currently in the hospital and I realize that I must say how I feel about all of the help and encouragement I have received. I can not say it enough.
I’m not dying, but what if? Just what if? You would never know the depths your words reach.
I realize that coming to Hubpages is an extension of that answered prayer. I can think of no better way to tell you and share my heart with you.
So here is the poem which is as true today as it was in 1986.
A Special Kind of Love
Once upon a time
Not so very long ago
I had me some troubles
And I wanted to know
If any would help me
From where they would come
For as far as true friends,
I judged I had none.
This poor old body
That held the most of me
Was sick and was tired
Of being the host of me.
I knew that if “I”
Did not care for myself at all,
Then surely, no other human
Upon my needs would call.
I was sad. I was lonely
With self imposed despair.
Within my soul my distress was full
No flame of hope was there.
Not accustomed to being the pessimist
And looking on the darker side,
I was real hard hit – on top of it -
The wave … impossible to ride.
“No more!” I prayed
To my Father in heaven above.
“I can not take this pain I have.
Please, shower me with your love.”
“Oh God,” I cried,
“Please help me now;
I am in such despair.
The agony within my soul,
I can no longer bear.”
And He in His wisdom,
Gently placed His hands upon my being
With comfort and helped me up to stand.
Up He lifted me once,
And twice and then,
He turned around,
With His love so sound,
And did it once again.
How did He perform this wonderful feat?
How did it all come about?
Well, God in His mercy, His protective care
Never leaves room for doubt.
He used the greatest tool He has
You my friends so dear.
You lifted me up – you encouraged me –
You lessened many a fear.
You might say to yourself
“How can this be?
So very low; we did not know
Yet we helped to set you free!”
God knew that I,
Sad as I had become,
Needed love
And He made my cup to over run.
He knew I needed those
I hold so dear
To express their love to me
And to make it very clear.
Each kind word you said to me,
Each smile along the way
Helped to heal my saddened soul
Lift my spirit, brighten my day.
Each time you came to me
Your kind words to reflect
You helped restore within that soul
My much long needed self-respect.
So if just one thing I can leave with you,
This may it be:
Give to each other – your love your self
Just as you gave to me!
KJM
