An Inspirational Poem

My Mother passed away on March 28 this year at the age of 92. My oldest brother, who is a retired foreign missionary,  preached her memorial service, and, during his sermon, he mentioned a poem my mother had written.

Today, another of my brothers sent me an e-mail. He had found Mom's poem, so I thought I'd share it with you here:

Song Of The Butterfly

I crawled upon a mirror

And sighed, in deep distress.

But Mama said, "Remember,

God's not finished with you yet!"

And so I waited, day by day,

But thought 'twould never be

That God could e'er make anything

Of a miserable worm like me.

But then, one day, would you believe?

My ugly coat, so dull and dry,

Fell off, and underneath were wings

And I found that I could fly!

And now, the sky's my limit

I praise the Lord on high!

His perfect plan completed--

Now I'm a butterfly!

Even if you think you've failed,

Be patient. Wait and see

What God can do, for He alone

Knows all that you can be.