A Tribute to the Blessings from Our Lord

14 Oct., 2019

The names they tell a story Of Michael and Jayne Bray Of the times in life that they Encountered along the way

The first was Elli unplanned And soon came another – one Jonas The man Dove soaring above Dragging them to a new kind of love

No longer just us partners in mission A new way was then to be paved Those children were not just for us The Maker demanded we trust

Epiphany, indeed was dawning Children were not just an option A gift from the maker for His own Our lives were not ours alone

Prison time provided a pause A cause was pursued in earnest And Beseda was welcome indeed A reward sometimes follows a good deed

“Perseverance! Lord, Please!” she pleaded And He gave double for her trouble But the answer seemed so hollow Oh the truth is not easy to follow!

But what a strain on a mother Those children can be, O my! “Lord, God, have mercy,” she cried Another! She thought she’d died.

“O well, we are really stuck now!” Why bother trying to avoid them And so the Lord as with laughter Sent Alethea and Isaac thereafter

“Oh mercy” we cried, ‘specially Jayne (She bears them, ya know, I just listen) So Mercy He did give us indeed And mercy is all that we need.

But that’s not the end, no not yet There’s a truth we must never forget Nicea tells us most truly That creed we hold to most duly

Our God is mighty and holy Coming down to us fools so lowly He loved us to death on that cross Even He our Creator and Boss!

He sweat in that garden Gethsemane “Father give me another way!” But I’ll take your will over mine The final decision is thine.

And we follow that Redeemer Who fought the fight and bought us That One on whom we stand, etcetera Our Hope, our Joy, our Life, our Petra