A modern day saint~ a city on the hill, a vessel of salt and light
Each smile so warm & genuine~ being around her is a delight
She may be confined to a wheelchair, but her worship is so pure
Are you having a good day Ms. Corrie? With that twinkle in her eye, she'll say, 'sure'
Another day I get to walk with Jesus, my Savior, so how could it be bad?
Yet many of us, who can walk, complain about so much less. . . it really is quite sad
I believe on the other side, she'll teach the angels how to enter into prayer
You may see a little old woman, but you will see beauty if you just pull back a layer
Oh how she soars like a little birdie fluttering through the sky
She's too busy being grateful, she makes no time to ask why!
An eagle through the sky she soars, she embodies Isaiah 40:31
Asking our Father, will you do, not my will, but your will be done?
Oh how she soars like a passenger with a one-way ticket to Heaven on a plane
Where there will be no more death, no more mourning, no more suffering or pain (Rev. 21:4)
She may be sitting down all the time, but jsut marvel at how she continues to soar
An example of selflessness~ only greedy when asking the Lord to reveal Himself more
Oh how she soars, enjoying life's journey as she goes through it with a smile on her face
While trials may come, perseverance worketh patience & she's a happy recipient of grace
We must stand firm in our faith, like David did even when the lions roared
When you've journeyed on before me to Heaven, & I'm having trouble flying, I will keep going for I will remember how you soared!
John Mark Brooks
Copyright April 30, 2011
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