THE EAGLE FLIES
Eighteen days after sweet Kathryn died,
The gentle Savior came alongside
Of Tommye and me as we traveled to cheer
A friend who lost a loved one so dear.
Struck down on a foreign field was he,
While serving his country to keep us free.
Like Kathryn, he died at 25,
Making the ultimate sacrifice.
On the fields of Iraq, he committed all,
For a cause he believed in, this soldier stood tall.
It’s oft repeated that freedom’s not free.
Byron Trotter died for you and me.
As we processed our grief consoling each other,
Missing our daughter as Father and Mother.
We passed a vulture signaling death,
And without a word I took a breath.
My heart began to sink in despair,
But I heard a voice say, Son I care
More for you than you’ve every understood.
My thoughts toward you are always good.
Child, have you forgotten that the day before
Kathryn died, she was longing for more.
She often spoke of how Eagles soar,
And prayed for the day when she’d suffer no more.
So I showed you and Tommye a curious site.
You stopped to admire it, so regal and bright.
A beautiful Eagle perched so high,
Displayed in majesty, his backdrop, the sky!
You both enjoyed this scene for the time,
But neither of you knew what I had in mind.
I was granting you the assurance you’d need,
When today by faith you planted a seed.
Of hope and compassion for others who cried;
Sharing your experience while trying to deny,
How painfully deep you were hurting inside,
With all those questions that begin with Why.
I am the God of Infinite detail;
I am the God who cannot fail;
I am He who understands;
I am He with Sovereign plans.
If you are willing to place your faith,
Unreservedly in my Widom and Grace,
I’ll allow your faith to become your sight.
My peace will displace your darkest night.
When you saw the eagle that day,
Before Kathryn Anne was called away;
I was carefully showing you,
That Kathryn’s dream would soon come true.
They that wait upon the Lord,
Will always be renewed, restored.
On Eagle’s wings, Kathryn came to me;
No longer weary, finally free.
So take my rest, my burden’s light.
I bear it with you in the night.
While Kathryn left you for a while,
Today she wears a forever smile.
When you see an eagle soar,
Think of Kathryn and cherish more,
The life she lives with no more pain,
To live is Christ, and to die is gain.
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