While Nathan was recovering from his last surgery, he was delighted to receive letters each week from Jan Spiers of Picayune, Mississippi. Her letters were always filled with words of encouragement and interesting anecdotes. And there was always a surprise of some sort enclosed: pirate stickers, a refrigerator magnet, funny cartoon clippings…
Nathan’s Prayer
I love you, Lord.
Create in me
A heart that beats
A song for Thee.
Tho’ life is sweet
And love is mine,
I know my soul
Is wholly Thine.
If I may play
In grass and sand,
There will be time
To hold Your Hand.
So, Jesus, please
Create in me
A heart that beats
A song for Thee.
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