The Heart Of Ruby-A Poem For My Friend
For Ruby on her 88th birthday. I love you.
God made a solitary earth and sprinkled the sky with stars, moons and planets,
then separated the waters and decided it still was not quite enough.
That was just the start of a grand plan so He breathed life into dry dust and shaped His own image into that of an immortal man even though He knew his creation would sin.
Later, His own Son became love and walked among us as one, healing and saving all the hurting and lost. His heart beat and bled for all the ones He could touch and the ones that sought.
The years turned to millennium, many were born, lived and died. Still the Father of all saw one more was needed to bring beauty and safety to the many who had work to do.
One lovely soul was chosen with care to grow in the womb of a special mother and God the Creator knit her together and in the dark whispered secrets into her tiny ear.
The child was born and named Ruby because she was more highly treasured than precious stone. Her heart sparkled with tenderness and grace.
Mother and friend, we love your gentle face and marvel at the graceful strength you display. Everyone you shine upon becomes richer by touching the jewel that God gave.
We say “Bless You God” for the love in her heart, the richness brought to lives far and near; for whispered prayers on our behalf that she lifted to Your ears.
You are daughter of God and Mother to four, friend to hundreds more; your legacy is joy and a comfort to many. To our beloved Ruby we say “Happy Birthday” and you, we adore.
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