Today I write a letter and release it with a balloon.
It will float away and land somewhere way beyond the moon.
I write a letter to Heaven and know my Dad will see.
My spirit reads like a book through every galaxy.
No matter where this string, paper and plastic may land,
I know the words ultimately lie in my God's hand.
So what, what to say?
To you Dad, of course, Happy Birthday.
But to you, My Lord, I thank you.
You took my Dad in and made all things new.
With this, I send my letter to the King.
May you open the Heavens and charge our spirits to sing.
This special day, I remember you.
What you know now. See now. Feel now. If I only knew.
I'll get there. But there's still much to do.
When it is done, I'll be apart of your Heavenly crew.
There is so much that I could say.
But if I say anything, let it be this: Jesus, thank you so much for making a way.
All I may write, The Lord knew before my pen had it's start.
For He has already read every word written upon my heart.
This one brought tears to my eyes. Exquisite.
ReplyDeleteSo beautiful, I know your Dad is so proud.
ReplyDeleteVery nice, thank you for sharing.
ReplyDeletei don't know what's more beautiful, you or your soul.. everything u put your hand to is phenomena!
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