I have long been a fan of the “Lord of the Rings” books which deals with a fabled struggle between good and evil, with the final triumph of good over evil.
In the story we come across surprising heores and great acts of heroism.
We also meet some terrible evil creatures. One of the worse being the powerful and terrible Balrog.
Most of us at sometime in our lives have to face a Balrog, a ferocious, fearsoem devouring merciless creature.
We can only run so far before we have to fight our Balrog. We can hear it coming, stomping relentlessly onwards. We can hear its roar as it tries to intimidate us.
And then it is upon us. Like Gandalf the Wizard we stand on a narrow bridge over a great chasm and face our Balrog. We have to take our stand and proclaim to the Balrog “You shall not pass!” And then the fight is on.
And now my Balrog is upon me.
The news came calmly from the consultant at the Queens Hospital on 1st July 2013.
My Balrog is named Prostate Cancer. And I am determined that it shall not pass. It shall not defeat me.
Being a Christian I know that my future is secure, that for me there is eternal life after this life. And I know taht the Bible tells me that all my days were written in God’s book before one of them came to pass. So I am not going until my God tells me it is time to go.