I wrote this poem quickly tonight after hearing earlier today that a younger cousin of mine had died following her battle with cancer. I believe that physical death is not the end and that there is a living hope by which we can have eternal life. God bless!
Poetry, creative writing and a desire to inspire..... Isaiah 40: 31 But they who wait upon the Lord will get new strength. They will rise up with wings like eagles. They will run and not get tired. They will walk and not become weak..