Monday, November 30, 2009
I wrote this poem in 1995 after the birth of our second child. We were driving home from a vacation and he was asleep in his car seat. As I gazed at him, these words bubbled to the surface...
I stared at you the other night
As so peacefully you slept,
With thoughts of another mama
And the tears she must have wept.
Her newborn babe she held so close
As she whispered in His ear,
"You are this promised Jesus,"
And she wiped away a tear.
She watched Him grow in wisdom,
Found Him teaching those that taught,
She heard He fed five thousand,
As He healed all those that sought.
And all the while she waited,
For she sensed with a mother's heart
That sooner than she'd ever want
He must fulfill His part.
So it came to pass that final day
That she watched, as pain engulfed her,
For there He hung, her little boy,
Who had now become her Saviour.