Our Missionary

This is a poem that I wrote in the late summer of 2011. I lost a missionary friend, it was hard and I found that I could escape the pain and hurt I was feeling by writing. Joy was an inspiration to many, many people and I will never forget the impact she had on my life. I do not like the fact that she is no longer with us but I find peace knowing I will one day see her again in Heaven.                                                                                                  

Down on her knees

Waiting on the Lord

Loving him whole heartedly

Knowing he'll be there

Walking everyday

In his Loving grace

Doing what she loved

Running the race

Step by Step

Holding his hand

Day by Day

Doing his plan

She did all this and so much more

Without ever wanting anything in return

And who is this I speak of you ask?

Our missionary full of Love for everyone

Always looking forward

Always helping out

Always there for you

Always ready to shout

The Love for her Lord

More powerful than most

She was always sharing

And would never Boast

She was beautiful,

Caring,

Loving,

And always there.

     A daughter,        

A sister,

An aunt,

A friend.

                                    We will always love You                                  

             Joy Beth Bausem               

                                                                                                              By:Katie Parsons