His Gift

Parkinson's Disease was what my brother had
he was so afraid, distraught, he felt hopeless it was bad.
He lived with pain with fear
so much of him was gone.
He felt like he had lost his family, his friends
everything was wrong.
At times he felt so alone
wanting to die.
On the couch many times
he'd think and cry.

But Thanksgiving Day he realized he wanted to live
he did not want to die.
He wanted too see his grandchildren grow up
he had to try.
In the bedroom he said, Carol please pray
she was stunned not knowing what to say.
He and Carol sat on the bed
closing their eyes bowing their heads.
They were pleading and praying
with all their might.
Not sure if they
were even doing it right.

Lord you are the healer
you knew what needed done.
That night in the bedroom
Terry became your son.
They laid side by side together
holding hands in the night.
Prayers were sent to Heaven
God's love flowed through the light.
Lord you touched his body
such heat he felt inside.
Not understanding what was happening
so afraid that he might die.

The trembling the shaking
his pain it went away.
Something had happened
only he could say.
He jumped out of bed and walked
he spun around in a circle
something was going on.
This truly was a Miracle
what he had was gone.

He walked in and out of the room
smiling with tears in his eyes.
He started dancing and spinning
with joy how they cried.
He stayed up all night
saying how could I sleep.
With tears in his eyes
and emotions so deep.
He danced in the living room, he danced in the kitchen
staring at his hands and searching his soul.
Thanking God
for this Miracle.

He had to fall to the top
too finally see.
The Lord gave this beautiful Miracle
to show him what he was meant to be.

His Gift...

By: Mary Sue Estepp 2006