“even as he chose us in him before the foundation of the world, that we should be holy and blameless before him. In love he predestined us for adoption to himself as sons through Jesus Christ, according to the purpose of his will”— Ephesians 1:4-5
for Eliza: your wheelchair does not keep the joy of Jesus from your face.
The whirling, twirling song
Flowed through me, carried me along,
Applauded then the gathered throng
With gentle step, the floor
Below my barefoot feet was more
Sturdy then than e’er before
And crumpled on the ground,
The doctors gave no way around
The death that me seemed to have found
“Why God? This blow You’ve dealt
Has taken all.” Yet still I knelt.
No more alone had I e’er felt
Cascading, streaming tears
Fell down. I, laying down my fears,
Unshamed gave all remaining dears
With leaping, laughing heart
Rejoiced, though still my heart did smart.
An epiphany He did impart
The sweetest face I’d ever known
Smiled down upon me from His throne.
I danced! I danced for Him alone-
I smiled, I prayed, I cried,
I thanked my God that I had died
To me, and found a place to hide
I thanked Him for that tree
Where Life had suffered, died for me.
The next time that I danced would be