My Wheelchair ( i.e. “Jazzy,” “Hoveround,” “Scooter”)
by Connie Faust
Wednesday, April 18, 2012
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Did I hear you say "God is just a crutch"?
You say God’s a crutch;
You’re correct, I agree --
He’s my constant companion
Who’s always here for me.
I don’t need to worry
or fret all the time --
God is my “Hoveround”
Ever present, He is mine.
When I feel depressed
From the cares of the day,
He is my “Jazzy,”
Who “Scoots” the gloom away.
He’s my unfailing wheelchair
Who carries me around;
He strengthens my soul
When fierce trials abound.
When friction has wounded,
And I’m weakened within,
He draws near to help me
As I lean hard on Him.
He’s not just my crutch,
He’s my doctor, my nurse;
My caring God and Savior,
He’s almighty and diverse.
So call Him my crutch
Or whatever you will.
Till the end of my days,
I'll be trusting Him still!
“I am the vine; you are the branches.
If you remain in me and I in you, you will bear much fruit;
apart from me you can do nothing.”
Fruit of The Earth/Valley of Beracah
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|Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado
|God IS my crutch and o, so much more! I may use crutches myself for walking, but God is MY biggest Crutch! Yes, ma'am!! :) Fantastic poem, Connie; saving to my library!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Texas, Karen Lynn. :D
|Reviewed by Carol Ekins
|This is really wonderful and clever. Don't know how you come up with all of your ideas.
And for Ronald Hull: Sorry that your life is so sad!
|Reviewed by Ronald Hull
|With my Permobil, I get around just fine. I don't need any guidance to save me from trials and tribulations and daily pain caused by myself or others. Lean on some cultish myth if you will, but for fifty years of paralysis I've relied on myself and my inner strength rather than some mystical external force to get around and overcome any little daily problem that comes along.
My handsplint, lifts, vehicle modifications and wheelchair are real. Not some metaphor.
|Reviewed by Amor Sabor
|Great write Connie...God is everything|
|Reviewed by Rhonda Galizia
|And that's that about that! ;) I LOVE THIS ONE, CONNIE!
Thank You for putting the infamous "GOD/Jesus is just a Crutch" into its true perspective - and in such a fabulous way!
VERY well-written.. and wonderfully true!
He IS my all and all, too, and apart from Him, I would not even be here!
As always, Sis, your poetry is.. Teaching At Its Very Best.
Love you, Rhonnie
|Reviewed by Christine Alwin
|YES Connie, He is mine as well 'His love never runs away' your poem is moving...love this inspiration!
|Reviewed by baz busbe
|Yes God is the most reliable crutch you could lean on, though I am also very grateful for my scooter which allows me to get out in God's creation with my dog for walks. They sure are a wonderful invention. God bless. Baz|
|Reviewed by Paul Berube
|Beautifully put, Connie.|
|Reviewed by E T Waldron
|I totally agree,and my constant companion is my Jazzy Scooter,which I feel blessed to have! Great poem!
|Reviewed by John Domino
|Wonderful poetic thoughts of Jesus. As such is John 15:5 a direct quote from our Lord Jesus Christ. Amen!