Who else gets to wash the dust off your feet?
What a privilege
Work hard enjoy
God has gifted you all things the highs and the lows
The breakthroughs and the blows
What a privilege
People look on and smile
What a peculiar sight!
A little mama and a man-child who is her delight
What a privilege
There were days
I cried til my head pounded for days
Taking aspirin begging God to take all this emotion away
Why must I toil only to get attacked in the morn?
I wore a smile but inside my feelings and spirit did groan
Oh What a privilege
God has given us daily bread
And today this day is the Lord’s day the psalmist wrote while laying on his grassy bed
Oh What a privilege
To help you morning through evening and even before dawn or middle of the night
Others just see a t-shirt and think what a strange sight
The battle is long the rested moments are few
But I praise God our Father who specifically granted this assignment namely - YOU
Oh What a privilege
Eat drink and be merry King Solomon said
For one day we’ll all be in the grave and a eulogy will be read
He gives us good gifts although it’s true your container is strange
But so is unconventional love…
Love the disabled the crooked the bent over with Christ at the helm we can love through every season and stage
The prayers for healing are few and far between
Long past are the days you fit on my knee
You are grown but still a child only 3 or 4 in your mind
Wait dear son for the rewards our Savior shall hand to you in heaven….all in His providential time
From eternity past
Oh What a privilege
In this present pain
Oh What a privilege
In His Sovereign plan for you
Oh What a privilege
In my hands so much work to do
Oh What a privilege
Isaiah 53 etched in my mind
How close are you to Him dear son of mine?
I can’t tell
no one can
The prayers of those with
Autism, cerebral palsy, non-verbal or talkative and composed
The Savior knows !
The Spirit knows your faith in the Father like lilies in spring does grow!
What a privilege
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