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Faithful days and restful nights, he lived through storm and drought.   
A promise fulfilled, the Lord gave him love and salvation. 
I watched him each day pray, worship and serve others devout, 
Taking the hand of Jesus, he walked in light of redemption.
Happily, he would share God’s love with all who would listen.
In dark of midnight hour, he felt the warmth of a rising sun.
Standing at his heart’s door, the light of the Lord’s love glistened,
And turning the knob, a gift to give, his battle had been won.
Problems soon came, illness threatened, from the Lord, away he turned.
Often he would raise his fists, shouting in blame with trembling rage.  
Where light once glowed bright from within, now his anger burned, 
Echoing thoughts of his loss, his weak body on fallen stage.   
Restless were his nights and bitter the endless days of grief.
Forgiveness would take a miracle, so I prayed for a new start.
Unwavering was my diligence, I knew his earthly days were brief. 
Like lightning to the tallest tree, the greatest love at last pierced his heart.  
To the cross, he was carried where Jesus paid the ultimate price.
He surrendered, remembering he was never forsaken.
I felt the peace with his last breath and steadfast love suffice.
Never to be burdened by this world’s sickness, sorrow and sin.  
Given gift of heavenly light, one day I’ll see him again.


For Mystic Rose's Faith Is A Powerful Thing Contest, 1/10/15

*a work of fiction, but the faith and feelings are true.

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