No one told me I'd be sick for a year
and my love of dancing and singing would veer.
No one said that a daily migraine would be
something constant to keep sanity.
No one asked if I'd like to be sick
or if my tears would fall till my cheek was slick.
No one informed me that my fatigue
would feel like I'm constantly hiking a league.
No one questioned if I'd like this at all
but would you want to hang out this fall?
No one needed to ask me a thing
or tell me that this wasn't a one time fling.
No one let me know
that God would make me grow.
No one could tell me that my heart would break
and that some days I'd feel like a fake.
No one would say about the intimacy
I'd grow with God infinitely.
No one should ever get sick for a year
and let their favorite hobbies veer.
No one wants to have a migraine every day
yet I'd never ask God to not have His way.
No one knows that if it weren't for this
I wouldn't know letter writing bliss.
No one mentioned that this trial
would make me fight to find joy each mile.
No one explained each day I'm blessed with
is truly a gift from God, (and that's not a myth).
No one comprehended how this would be
effective to my testimony and future ministry.
No one treasures sickness of such
yet I do as I have been strengthened so much.
No one may be able to say
Moriah lived joyfully each day.
Yet I pray that someone will say,
God worked on her faithfully each and every day!
Poem by Moriah Peters ~ Written the other day when pondering the past year as I've dealt with pneumonia, mono, and frequent migraines.
Photos by Josh Vanosdell ~ Hello, my name is Joshua Vanosdell. I'm just a beginner photographer. I was born and raised in Louisiana but now live in New Mexico. Thats where most of my pictures are taken now. It has been a culture change for me in New Mexico, but it has its perks. I've been living there now for 5 years and I just love it. If you want to check out more of my photography you can follow me on Instagram, Facebook, and Google+.
