My Child/ My Gift When I watch you now, I'm just amazed at who you ar
My Child/ My Gift
When I watch you now,
I'm just amazed at who you are.
You have grown so much,
and come so far.
Doesn't seem so long ago,
I held such a tiny hand,
Now your hand engulfs mine.
Where once you stood on tippy toes,
in order to deliver a kiss,
Now above My head You stand!
Its at these times,
I fully understand,
just how short time really is,
and I know with a Mother's heart,
it won't be very long,
and my child will be lost to me.
For where once stood a boy,
Now stands a man.
And I can only pray,
that I've taught you well,
of The Lord above,
of,hope,trust,forgiveness and love.
For my child the time has come,
that tears at a Mother's heart,
Time to turn back to the Lord,
that which was His from the start,
Time to trust He'll guide your steps,
each and every day,
Time to let you go,
so that HE can guide your way!
How short time has proved to be,
how precious each and every memory,
From just a wish to reality,
No greater joy in my life,
could the Lord have given me,
Than the gift of you!
When I realised my Son would not be making the move with me,
something inside just felt crushed.
" You mean for now,right, until graduation, then you'll be moving, right?"
I hated myself for the plaintive tone I could hear coming from my throat.
I wanted to get angry, sound firm, strong, convince this 19yr. old child, he still needed his mother! That he was not ready to face the world on his own yet!
HOW could he be when I still had to tell him to take out the garbage and pick up his socks!
That night I cried myself to sleep deep in prayer,
begging for the Lord to make another way possible, to change my son's heart,open his eyes to his youthfulness,to let him see he still needed me to guide him!
And that night I drept.
I am alone walking under a bed of stars,
nothing but bleakness surrounds me,
I am crying out to the Lord,in such sorrowful wails,
pleading for the return of my son.
When from the blackness flashes an angry streak of light,
and as the thunder booms across the sky,
a voice explodes all around me,
He is Mine,
I placed him in your care.
I granted you a privilege ,
in the raising of a man.
Trust in me to guide His hand.
This "empty nest syndrome' really is a test of a Mother's trust in the Lord.
We know we will face the time of letting go, but there never seems to be a right time,
and sometimes we really need Faith of Steel when we lay our heads down at night,
knowing we no longer have our child tucked safely under our protective wing!
The father of the righteous shall greatly rejoice:
and he that begetteth a wise child
shall have joy of him.
Serviving the empty nest!
His Humble Servant,
Published: Feb 04 2008 08:46:55pm