She’s Going to Dance
She’s Going to Dance
For years she was
Hidden in a body that refused
Refused to move, run, talk
Her motions and voice muted
Muted by Adam’s curse
Even so
She saw
She tried
Soon
Her eyes will be wide open
Her voice released
She will see her Savior and she will sing to him with clarity and praise and intention
She’s going to sing
For years she was
Hidden in a body that refused
Refused to talk, move, run
Her movements and gestures broken
Broken by the ravages of disease
Even so
She moved
She tried
Soon
Her feet will not fail her
Her legs unbound
She will run to her Savior and she will run with speed and skill and delight
She’s going to run
For years she was
Hidden in a body that refused
Refused to run, talk, move
Her balance and elegance shrouded
Shrouded by years of incapacity
Even so
She dreamed
She tried
Soon
Her frame will not deny her
Her body transformed
She will dance with her Savior and she will dance with beauty and joy and grace
She’s going to dance
*This poem was written in honor of and inspired by Shawna Scarborough.
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Precious…beautiful…and soon to be realized.
A poem for this time! What a great joy to be free from pain and forever with Jesus.
I do not know Shawna but this is fantastic.
No words. Only emotion. Grateful. ❤️
You are most welcome. We are praying for you and the family.
I love this. In a society that devalues people based on location, size, age, societal contribution, and other non-factors, we need reminders that all life is precious to our Creator.
Words of encouragement for us all. Thank you Phil!
Wonderful and now your words have come true!
My last name is spelled Lytle not Lytle. LOL
Good to know, Mrs. Lylte