by Elizabeth Pierce Ritz

Created on: January 19, 2011

God planned for life a mystery

and later as a groom

weaves the goodness in our hearts

with threads upon His loom.

I pondered much of my life

whenever life had urged

to wonder why Cog’s name was Cog

with ‘Kathleen’ never merged.

Then one night before I slept

I pondered before slumber

again about this oddity

‘til God revealed this wonder.

Once then just a child myself

not understanding much nor God

was presented with a sister

whom I simply named as Cog.

The family seemed to accept this name

and for all our lives it was the same

just a mystery as from how it came

yet she was ‘Cog’ as she could claim.

Not knowing such her name was gifted

upon her head as she He lifted

that she was His forevermore

tho to us her name was lore.

Some half a century later now

just before I fell in slumber

just before my eyes had closed

God finally revealed this wonder.

He said her name was what He wanted

Not for me. Not Mom. Not Dad.

and always wanted us to know

the little girl we had.

He asked me did I recall when

I said her name so sad?

“No Lord, I don’t recall that,”

“Mom just told me I was mad.”

Did I recall the first time

I looked with an unhappy nod

“Where did this baby come from?”

Mom said, “The baby is from God.”

And just a little child was I

as He had planned for I to be

I said “The baby is from ‘Cog’”

Not for Mom. Not Dad. But He.

God planned for life a mystery

and later like a bloom

He showed her how to teach us

that our hearts had so much room.

He gave to her His mystery

of His love He never divides

and all the love that’s in His heart

in her heart also resides.

So before my eyes gently close

before my sleepy lips “Amen”

I thank this loving Father for Cog

My sister, His daughter, His friend.

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