a poem in my pocket

gentle soul possessed of quiet strength

her name, Faith, was her legacy to all

who witnessed her living…and dying.

she was familiar with pain and heartache:

her husband, seriously disabled in an accident,

needed nursing care ’til his death left her a widow.

her precious twin granddaughters lived only briefly,

she herself suffered multiple sclerosis and cancer.

yet she clung to promises in God’s eternal Word,

and at sixty-one years young, she has received the

reward of an undying faith in her faithful Lord.

You took her up into Your presence: her faith is now sight!

“Blessed are those who have not seen and yet have believed.” (John 20:29b)