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My Special Friend
by louis gander Sad I, the tiny sparrow was. I wasn't very big. Yet happy were my friends in flight, from limb to branch to twig. I couldn't eat as others did and didn't seem to grow. I'd follow quite a ways behind. I was too weak and slow. Yes, they had teased and laughed at me when I was back in school. They'd scoff, then fly away from me. Some kids can be so cruel. Yet growing up, I was okay here living out-of-doors. So optimistically I grew - but when it rains, it pours. A violent gust of wicked wind had hurled me to the ground! The other birds had seen me fall - so they had gathered 'round. A Shepherd came when I had felled - so sudden and abrupt. My sore and crippled body then was in His hands He cupped. I saw some ugly, rugged scars cut deep into those hands. My wing was hurt, I couldn't fly. This wasn't in my plans. He raised me up. It frightened me! The other sparrows hushed. Because I didn't know His love I thought that I'd be crushed! Believing things that I could see, I held to physical. Unknown, the things that I could not, I feared the spiritual. Yet now He holds and cares for me unlike those other birds. I can't describe the peacefulness. I just can't find the words. It's odd that I once feared the Lord when I was on the mend. But I have learned He loves me so. Now He's my special friend. Copyright 2021 by louis gander. Poetry for sermons, story poems and more... If you love story poems, then you'll love ganderpoems.org / no ads, no sign-up, no tracking. Just free inspirational poetry. Article Source: http://www.faithwriters.com |