Elizabeth, Erica and Sarah.
Sparkling Deborah
Deborah of the sparkling eyes, deep
dimples, and dazzling smile,
What were you thinking, dear girl, when
you went through your last trial?
You left us clues, as you searched the
Bible to soothe your cares;
Highlighted verses are windows to your
thoughts, witnesses to your prayers.
We are comforted that, though you
stumbled and fell,
You looked to Jesus to save you from
sin and Hell.
He forgave you; we know that it is
true;
He came into your heart, with its walls
that were painted blue.
Such a sad, sad heart, such a troubled
mind,
Triggered by a drug that promised good
times you’d find.
You yearned to be accepted and to have
fun with your friends,
And became deceived, like many, by
youthful trends.
Jesus spared your life, after drugs
sent you in a spin.
And gave you time to repent of each
besetting sin.
You reached for His hand, and He led
you through His Word;
Twice you read His Book, and much in it
you heard.
What a comfort to us now, to see the
words you underlined.
And know that your name in the Book of
Life is signed;
Written there by the blood of Jesus
Christ, our Lord;
We know His grace and mercy, upon you
He has poured.
You were just starting to walk the path
of the wise,
And were too unlearned to discern the
deceiver’s lies.
You thought that waters of baptism
would your confusion all unwind,
And instantly produce a miracle of
healing for your mind.
Significant and powerful, baptism is indeed,
Significant and powerful, baptism is indeed,
But it is through faith that we get
what we need.
It is not through feelings, nor
experiences, nor the reasoning of our brain,
But through constant trust in God’s
Word, the victory we gain.
God understands what drove you to the
decision you would make,
And allowed the enemy of your soul, your precious life to take.
And allowed the enemy of your soul, your precious life to take.
But He did not let him keep it, when
you plunged into the water;
He caught you in His arms, His beloved,
redeemed daughter.
Now you live in Heaven, where all your
fears are washed away;
And you are free to love and laugh and
play.
Though our heart sorrows for the loss
of our dear girl,
We know you are now safe within the
gates of pearl.
We cherish memories, of how you loved
cookie dough ice cream,
And how you could sing and play music
like a dream.
Your favourite colours were blue and
pink, and you liked the dollar mart;
Pink roses and red roses, and perfume
charmed your heart.
You had a photographic memory, and a
photogenic face;
Your athletic ability and energy set a
lively pace.
Swimming was a favourite sport, and
chess a favourite game;
Which your Grandpa taught you because
you were such a clever dame.
But kindness was part of you, and
generosity, as well.
And humour, too, for silly jokes you
liked to hear and tell.
Family and friends were high priorities
on your list;
Oh, dear girl, how sorely you will be
missed!
But when the tears start to run, we will wipe them with a smile,
But when the tears start to run, we will wipe them with a smile,
As we remember the blessing you were,
when we had you for a while.
We will think of you when we hear
Hillsong’s tunes,
And when spring returns each year with
its pretty blooms.
We will recall how you organized our
closets and our drawers,
And how you loved dogs and kittens and
willingly did your chores.
Brindle pup and Moonshine kitty will
join you in Heaven someday;
Look after them for us, Deborah, until
we come Home to stay.
Let our family circle be unbroken in
that celestial realm;
We know our ship will make it, as long
as we keep Jesus at the helm.
We don’t fully understand God’s
ways or know all His plans,
But everything will work out, as we
remain in His strong hands.
We will look into our Saviour’s eyes,
and all our pain will be no more,
As it is now for you, gazing upon Him
whom you adore.
Revel in His embrace, as you to dance
among the stars above;
We release you to His tender care and
never ending love.
Lanny Townsend – August 20, 2014
This has been so far, the most read poem of all my entries. It truly describes my daughter. Thank you Lanny for allowing God to use you in this way. Maria
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