Friday, August 8, 2014

Poem Dedicated to Major Walter David Gray

Christal Cooper

Major Walter David Gray
August 15, 1973 – August 8, 2012

by God
when he almost drowned
beneath the Air Force’s Red Sea,

almost seeing ecstasy
only to find he was still alive
in a broken mortal’s body.

In a deep sleep
when God knitted his body
back together,

leaving His own signature -
a tiny mark to remind Him
of His miraculous healing.

He never boasted about that mark
how he almost died;
how he took his first step

when they said he’d never walk again
“For it is not I,
but Christ who lives in me.”

Every second, every minute,
hour, day, week, month, and year
coming closer to completion

in Kunar Province, Afghanistan
sent by the God of Isaac and Ishmael
to bring world peace,

only to realize God sent him
to grant him completion
using Joseph’s Palestinian cousins

as instruments
“What they meant for evil
God meant for good.”

“When I leave I want to go out like Elijah.”
God’s own horses, chariots,
whirlwinds of Heaven’s fire.

Now there is no need for time,
only eternity
where he is complete,

his hands held by the Holy Spirit,
his face caressed by the lips of Jesus,
his head resting on God’s bosom.

Galations 2:20
Genesis 50:20
Excerpt from Rich Mullins song Elijah

All photos have been given copyright privilege by Heather Gray.

The poem “Marked” copyrighted by Christal Rice Cooper.

Other Poems Written By Chris Rice Cooper

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