Tuesday, March 28, 2006
This is a poem written by one of Liz's dearest friends, Belinda. These precious words have brought comfort and encouragement to our home, read on and you will understand why.
I've made a special treasure
This one's different from the others,
He's not your average child,
Not designed for average mothers.
This treasure I've created,
is certainly unique,
The parents he requires
Should be loving, kind and meek.
The purpose of his precious life
Is different, yes, it's true,
You are not to teach him about ME,
I will use him to teach YOU.
He was made to be a blessing,
He was made to bring Me glory
And My name is honored every time,
You tell sweet Ezzy's story.