It Is Well

Full body paralysis awakens my dreamless sleep. In the darkness, nerve endings explode like bottle rockets. Blinking and darting my eyes around the black room, an invisible pain electrocutes my body from head to toe. My muscle fibers injected with lead, render me unmovable.

My facial muscles will not contort my brow into the questioning expression lodged in my mind.

Lyrics to an old hymn waltz through my mind. A voice, perhaps mine, perhaps God’s, assures me, “It is well with my soul.” Peace envelopes me in the darkness.

Each day I am awakened in this paralyzed state. Each day God comforts me. 

Even in a paralyzed state I can say, “It is well with my soul.”

~April Dawn White