“A Shortened Life”

“A Shortened Life”

In memory of Christian Crowell (5-years old)

As I would go to church on Sunday, Amazing Grace they sung

My body riddled with disease ever since I was young

The doctors tried their best for me with medicine I tried to cope

My mum and dad would speak with me to try and give me hope

As I prayed with my family, with tears I would cry

Holding their hands firmly not knowing if I would die

They prayed and prayed as they trusted God, but all to no avail

 Gazing upon my little body which was looking very frail

I was determined though I wouldn’t quit, I had so much to give

For my mum, dad and siblings, I so much wanted to live

But my body was feeling weaker now, each and every day

All I could do was hope in God and to trust Him when I pray

As I looked into my parents eyes, despair is what I saw

They took my hand and held me close as the pain in me would gnaw

As I listen to a Christian song my hand I have to raise

Thinking of God whom I’ll meet soon who forever I will praise

(Christian Crowell, raising his hand in praise)

Struggling hard to stay alive with each and every breath

I was fighting hard to stay away; from the thing that we call death

But just at that, as I closed my eyes the light was ever so bright

As I entered into the Heavenly realm O’ what a beautiful sight

As I got closer I saw an image, it was Jesus on His throne

I knew now that I could let go never to be alone

As I hugged my mum and dad that day, my body became so still

They knew that I had passed away; they knew this was God’s will

I was only five when I died that day; we knew that God knows best

My body is no longer in pain; I’ve gone to my Heavenly rest.

Written by Chris Turner

January 18^th, 2013