There she was - a pretty thing,
as pure as any angel wing.
Face aglow with halo's light,
and beautiful - oh, what a sight!
Her brunette hair was perfect laid.
Her pretty dress was perfect made.
Her lips were rosy, perfect pink.
Her smile had made me stop to think.
I fell in love, right there, right then
and looked at her - again, again.
I stood, approached her cautiously.
I hoped she felt the same for me.
I held her thin and fragile hand,
hugged her close, please understand.
She was a special girl for sure,
and I was humbled next to her.
In this world, there's too much hate,
but we can change - it's not too late.
Let's not all judge what others do -
but rather love each other too.
I held the door (for I was there)
and helped her with her wheelchair.
I pray to God - but not for me,
"Please cure muscular dystrophy".
This angel girl I came across -
puts much more meaning in the cross.
I put my judgement under lid
and try to love as Jesus did.
James 4:11-12 (NASB) 11 "Do not speak against one another, brethren He who speaks against a brother or judges his brother, speaks against the law and judges the law; but if you judge the law, you are not a doer of the law but a judge of it.
12 "There is only one Lawgiver and Judge, the One who is able to save and to destroy; but who are you who judge your neighbor?"
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