Little Shepard boy.
He would mind the sheep.
His future was bleak.
Like David, I'm belittled. I’m told I'm not performing my best, “I'm disappointed in you.”
Like David, they would mock me. The giant needed physical weapons to fight his battle.
"You think you're so much bigger than me. You believe you have the power."
Just like David, I stand against a giant.
I gather my five stones for safekeeping.
The first stone I stand on the word of God.
My Lord will bring me through. I shout praises to His name,
“Oh Mighty Lord, see me through.” Infected with the David syndrome. “I can certainly win this."
Like David, I might be a tiny person. My strength may not be physical, but it comes from my God.
Try and intimidate me or break me down as Goliath hoped to.
God gave David inner strength to help him fight his battle.
I don't have to be big or powerful to fight my battle.
I need God to lead and direct my path, grab His word and hold true to it.
Defeated you are. You shall stand no more.
This has to be one of my favorite poems. it’s in a simple format that really looks like a grocery list. Typically, when people say that they are proud to be, they mention they’re proud to be intelligent, clever and so forth. In this piece I call out the fact that I’m proud to be disabled. You don’t hear that very often, so I just want to make it known that God made me a certain way for a reason. Therefore, I’m proud to be. This is not to say that it isn’t difficult but you can’t have a testimony without going through test.”