She was on the sidewalk tapping
In the noon hour press for lunch
And I almost missed her passage
My own problems hurt a bunch.
Really just some crude self pity.
As she smiled and carried on
And her age not reaching thirty
Gracious calm I looked upon.
All around a frantic cocktail
But her peace and pace displayed
That this sightless one had boldness
That her lifetime challenge made.
How I yearned to get up curb side
And to grasp her shoulders trim
And to say a word for Jesus
So that she might trust in Him.
There were stories of His kindness
And His ready power to heal.
I was shocked by these my urgings
I was moved by Love’s appeal.
But the light turned green so rudely
And my busy-list took wing.
I could only pray her blessing
As right then I heard her sing.
(Bear ye one another’s burdens, and so fulfil the Law of Christ.)
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