God Loves Her So
by Georgia Elliott, age 13
She was only barely five
And I remember I was three
When the Lord our Jesus Christ
Took her to be not with us, but with He
I am sad for the people she left
Now that she is laid to rest
Still, it’s almost like a theft,
Out of us she was the best
I like to think God loves her so
He wanted her closer to Him
It was still so hard to let her go
With her name memories come in
The sinking feeling in my chest
The hollow empty place
When all the feelings come up to rest
There simply isn’t enough space
Still, I find a question lurking
In the corners of my mind;
If I spent all my time working
On praying, why isn’t she alive?
But she is more alive than ever
Alive in Christ, alive in God
She is in perfect absolute splendor
God lifted her from Satan’s rod
We prayed that she would be healed
From the sickness that she had
And to our prayers, Lord God appealed
In a way that makes us sad
I’m sorry you’re not here with us
But I will see you soon
When I ride that heaven-bound bus
Danica, bravery is you.
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