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Unread 09-10-2008, 05:24 AM   #371
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I wrote this poem for a friend of mine that had a very bad accident. A bulldozer rolled over on him when he was at work and now he is a paraplegic. He has NEVER missed a beat in thanking God - even for the accident. He is such an encouragement to me. Believe it or not, though he is paralyzed from the neck down, he has NEVER complained about ANYTHING. I am in awe at his stand for God. His wife is just as thankful. Here is the poem that I feel depicts his life in Christ:

(For my friend, John)

If the things I want so much
Are things I never get to touch

If I pray and do my part
If the yearningís in my heart
But you donít answer me

Lord, no matter what I do
Iíll still love you

If you donít do one thing more
Iíll be happy, thatís for sure

If I long to hear a ďyesĒ
When you know itíd make a mess
So you say ďnoĒ to me

Lord, no matter what I do
Iíll still love you

If you make me wait forever
Or if you should tell me ďneverĒ

If you see me through this life
If you get me past the strife
Iíll tell you every day

Lord, no matter what I do
Iíll still love you

If there is constant pain
And never any gain

If you live within my heart
If I know weíll never part
And you let me know youíre there

Lord, no matter what I do
Iíll still love you

Here is one that I wrote right after 9/11. If you have lost a loved one, I hope it helps:


The phone rang as I watched my TV
It was my neighbor's little boy on the phone for me
A little voice sounded frightened and shaky
Do you know where my mommy and daddy are, lady?

They aren't at home; they were supposed to be.
They were coming by plane, at half past three.
Can you please help me find them? They don't answer their phone,
And I'm too little to be left here alone.

I ran to that house, to that scared little boy
And held him and kissed him; it brought him some joy.
But how do I tell him the truth I now knew?
What do I tell him? What do I do?

With tears streaming down, and a wrenched broken heart,
I told him the story right from the start.
I said, "God looked down from heaven today.
He told an angel to find those who pray."

"Bring them to Me, bring only the best,
I want to give them a nice place to rest.
I have beautiful mansions, right here up above
And I want the best people to fill them with love."

The angel flew down and started his search
He heard people praying and saw a plane lurch.
These must be the ones that need God's rest.
They're calling on Him, they must be His best.

The angel guided the large plane on his wings
And he presented these people to the King of Kings.
"Here are the ones You wanted to see,
They sure look and sound like the best ones to me!"

The little boy's eyes filled up with big tears
But I was glad to see wonder replace all his fears.
Are my mommy and daddy there with the rest?
Yes, God took them to heaven, He chose only the best.
Blessings to all of you. You have filled my heart with gratitude!
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