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Posted April 22, 2011






"APRIL - POETRY MONTH - ETERNAL LIFE MONTH"








It wasn't that many months ago I was snapping photos of a beautiful and vivacious young woman at her wedding brunch.

Still a new bride on earth, she is also a bride of Christ and rests in His mercy and compassion as she trusts Him to wrap her in His arms, sometimes carrying her when the next steps are difficult and unsure.

April is poetry month. Also, on Sunday, we celebrate Christ's Passion for us. This Easter, as Meredith's thoughts are directed to the true meaning of this celebration and what Christ's death and resurrection means for all of us, I feel confidant she will be giving thanks for the assurance that no matter what trials and tribulations she endures in her life's journey, she belongs to Him and is safe from all harm in His arms. And she knows, her God is the God of miracles!

So, my dear precious one, this poem is for you. And may those throughout the world who read this, continue to lift you up in prayer.


FOR MEREDITH



I saw you walk down the aisle

beautiful beyond compare

my big sister who helped

guide me through life

helped keep me out of trouble

picked me up when I fell

held me crying in your arms

brushing away all tears

and heard your jubilant answer

when the pastor asked,

"Do you take this man

to be your lawful wedded

husband to have and to hold,

from this day forward?"

All I could think of was bone

of his bone, flesh of

his flesh, and though

it pained me to lose you

I heard you say yes.

But later when I heard

your diagnosis - needing

a bone marrow transplant

so young, carefree, when

you had the world by the tail

a still new bride with morning

dew misting bright eyes and my

bone marrow checked out a match

it was I who held you crying,

in my arms, bone of my bone, flesh

of my flesh, and with no reservation

heard myself say with jubilation, "Yes."



P.S. - Please pray for Meredith




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