Nothing Between My Savior And I
AJ wrote this poem when he was about 16. He painted a beautiful watercolor around the words and gave it to one of his youth pastors. The man he gave it to brought it to AJ's service last year and gave it to me to pass down to Eli.
These words are so beautiful. They echo AJ's heart. I wanted to share them with you:
Time takes its toll, weather makes its mark, man creates disaster.
The tombstones stood, some tall, mighty, and gleaming;
Yet others worn and crumbled under the weather of the days gone by.
These are the monuments of lives that had past;
Soldiers and Chiefs; Widows and Orphans.
Presidents and Heroes; Homeless and Crippled.
But of these lives, what remains?
A symbol of their peace, joy, and glory;
A recollection of their achievements, recognitions, and accomplishments;
Or the crumbled stone of a lonely, hardened life.
Further still what foregoes of these deaths?-
That is only know by The Master and His servant.
For in His death He has left the way so that
Death does not have its sting.
Through the struggles of life, the pressures of long days;
The happy times and the sad;
The good times and the bad;
We all set for ourselves a symbol of who we are.
When it comes time to be set in stone,
Will it read
"Nothing between my Savior and I?"
-AJ Buffington
posted by Kellie # 10:07 AM
