Light in the Windows

By Dan Kennedy

Lou Gehrig’s disease takes a terrible toll on the physical body.

This is a poem is about a dear Believer in Christ who suffered and died with amyotrophic lateral sclerosis (ALS), also known as Lou Gehrig’s disease.

A house was built, on a plot of ground,

by a Heavenly Carpenter Crew,

It’s walls were painted, windows shined,

and a garden was planted, too.

The children played in the gracious space

that surrounded their house and home,

The hearth was built to be wide and warm,

and the woods were safe to roam.

The doors were always open there,

the windows flung apart,

For life abounded in that house,

fresh breezes from the heart.

A well-worn path, wound through the woods,

to the church in the neighborhood,

A light from the house showed the way to the church

and to the Savior for whom it stood.

Communion was a special time

which caused great love to glow,

Gently preparing bread and cup,

let patient faithfulness show.

But suddenly one day, it seemed,

a colder wind arose,

It caused the doors and windows fair

to ever slowly close.

The doors were locked and windows barred,

it seemed to let nothing out,

But two small windows in the loft,

left not a shade of doubt.

They kept the brightened eyes alight

as though shining from a hill,

While the house itself became cold and dark

and grew so deathly still.

When listening to the Word of God,

or hearing songs of praise,

A fire burned bright in those windows fair

until the end of days.

Now those windows are closed, the fire is gone,

the loft is shut and sealed,

But the light that burned so bright within

will one day be revealed.

Do you not know The Carpenter,

which built that earthly house,

Has gone to prepare a place for us…

which gives hope, to what life is about?

And the light which burned in that upper room,

and in the hearts of millions more,

Has gone to join the Light of Life

in the Palace of her Lord!