“‘Mac’ has come home
From his doctor’s appointment,
But the mystery remains
(To our disappointment),
Though the works ‘Mac’ can do
Are still quite astounding,
For all our mail missing,
Sadly, there’s no accounting.
It’s a First-World dilemma
To be pondering such,
And as thoughts turn eternal
It won’t matter much;
So I’ll pray for a healing-
For me, not our ‘Mac’;
For strength to let go,
And to never look back.
I’ll hope for Your goodness,
Trusting each step I take,
From glory to glory
Proves a measure of faith.
With more grace to be known,
And more lessons of Truth,
To You, I’m releasing
The old for the new.”
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