Last week I had a series of medical tests.

Tomorrow, hopefully, I’ll get a definitive answer.

In the mean time, I’ve been in the in between.

In between hope and fear.

In between past and future.

It’s uncomfortable.

As I drove to work today, my biopsy site throbbing with pain, I counted my blessings.

I also fought off doubts.

I realized that we are all in the in between.

We start when we are born, and when we die, we go to our permanent rest.

As a born again believer, I know I’m going on to eternal life in heaven. No more pain, tears, or illness.

In this great in between that is life, this is just a footnote.

When I expand my microscope to a telescope, I take my eyes off a biopsy, and look to the heavens instead.

It’s where my help comes from – my help comes from the Lord, maker of heaven and earth.

Until tomorrow, I remain in the dark.