Friday's Faith - Run, Baby, Run!

Friday's Faith

Run, Baby, Run!

My runner girl, fastest in the county,

Was All-Knoxville-Interscholastic League,

And third across the state of Tennessee.

You run with such speed, such grace, and such ease

Like a deer’s beautiful, strong legs would flee.

Run, baby, run; your face lights up with glee!

My heart’s delight, my precious baby girl,

You’ve now been called to leave this earthly world—

Open arms, your Heav’nly Father greets you;

Run, baby, run to Him who so loves you!

Mommy is grieving the loss of you here;

My heart is breaking as I shed each tear,

But I trust by faith, your God holds you near,

His little lamb Home, Heaven fills with cheer,

And you now run with Him, free as a deer.

Run, baby, run to God who draws you near!

⁶ As for me, my life has already been poured out as an offering to God. The time of my death is near. ⁷ I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, and I have remained faithful. ⁸ And now the prize awaits me—the crown of righteousness, which the Lord, the righteous Judge, will give me on the day of his return. And the prize is not just for me but for all who eagerly look forward to his appearing. 2 Timothy 4:6-8

Poem - Run, Baby, Run - Angie Bennett Prince - September 5, 2008