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A VERSE
FOR DIANA
"You have collected all my tears in
Your bottle..."
Psalm 56:8
My daughter Peggy who lived in
Montana, called me one day at my home in California.
"Mom, will you write a poem for my friend's
granddaughter? Her name is Diana and she is six
years old. Her mother died and she doesn't
understand where her mother has gone. I gave her a
copy of your poem booklet and she wanted to know
what those sayings at the bottom of the pages were.
I told her they are Scriptures from the Bible. If
you could write a poem for Diana I know it would
help her understand."
"Peggy, I can't write poems on
demand. But I will pray about it." I did not have
a clue as to what to write and was skeptical about
the whole matter. I said I would pray about it, so
I asked God, "Lord, I don't have a clue. What can I
possible say to help this little girl?"
As I knelt praying for Diana my
heart went out to her. I felt Diana's pain of
losing her mother and I cried. Just then the Lord
gave me a vision of Diana's mother walking in a
sunlit meadow strewn with flowers. The peaceful
countenance of her face flowed with contentment. It
made me wish I were there with her. God did give me
a poem for Diana, much to my amazement.
A VERSE FOR DIANA
Listen Diana,
I know how lonely life can sometimes be
Because I lived in an
orphanage from the age of three.
And, Oh! How I missed my
mother's touch
It seemed that no one cared
about me much
No mother's knee where I
could learn my lessons
And no one to run to with my
hurts and questions
But I know now that Jesus
sent angels to watch over me
He brought me through life's
storms to write these poems, you see.
The tangles of this life are
hard to understand
And who can say what lies
ahead in God's majestic plan
Do you know God puts all our
tears in a bottle up there?
And He know every feeling of
pain that we bear
God is preparing your heart
for His special reason
All the things you learn,
He'll use in due season
And, as you read your Bible
you will surely see
Loving one another is the
most important key.
I picture your mother
walking in a sunlit meadow
Lovely fragrant flowers
blooming: nowhere a shadow
Oh Diana, can you picture
the bouquet she carries
As she glides through velvet
fields where angels tarry?
So Diana, live each day for
Jesus; let Him be your guide
He'll help you through the
rough spots on life's bumpy ride
And somewhere in the future
a beautiful day will dawn
You'll see your mother's
smiling face amid the heavenly calm
I added the following two Scripture verses at
the end of the poem:
"You have seen me tossing and turning in
the night. You have collected
all my tears in Your bottle! You have
recorded every one in Your book."
Psalm
56:8
But just as it is written, "Things which
eye has not seen and ear not
heard, and which have not entered the
heart of man, all that God has
prepared for those who love Him." 1
Corinthians 2:9
The next day I called Peggy. "Would you
believe God gave me a special poem just for Diana?
I'll mail it today. Would you give her a
children's Bible along with the poem?"
A few weeks later Peggy called.
"I gave Diana her poem. She loved it and her
grandfather framed it so she could hang it up in her
room. I bought her a children's Bible, too. Diana
said she know now her mother isn't under that grave
stone in the cemetery. She knows her mother is in
heaven and she will see her some day."
A few months later Peggy called
me again. "Diana's grandfather died but she is not
frightened like she was when her mother died. I
think God used you to give Diana understanding of
death and heaven."
"You're right. God speaks to
us and through us to accomplish His purposes.
Nothing is impossible with God." |
