I thought I was happy, though something was missing.
A piece of a puzzle -- just out of my grasp.
I had a great husband and four beautiful children.
Still-- there was an emptiness deep inside.
My Grandmother died-- she was a strong Christian.
I thought it was just a silly superstition.
I was missing her so much-- so I dusted off my childhood Bible.
Alone in my room, reading the gospel of Matthew,
I spoke aloud to her God! Saying, "Jesus are you real?"
The room filled with a bright blinding light.
I was never the same after that night.
At that moment, I knew in my heart that Jesus was there.
He came and filled that void, with His power!
I am connected to God, my spirit reborn.
Now Jesus is the light of my world!
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