Tuesday's Trust
Did Child-Loss Change Me Into an
Absentee Mother?
Ever since I lost my child, my poor heart's been shot,
And every ounce of energy has been spent,
Resuscitating my lifeless bleeding heart,
Making me wonder where my mothering-heart went...
I've two children left behind to finish this earth's span;
Is there nothing left inside to love and nurture them?
Can my mothering heart stand up from the rubble to love again,
Or has it been so pulverized to permanently lose its vigor and vim?
This week, I have seen signs of life there after all
For one son turned another year older,
And up from the ashes of death's pall,
My heart rose up from its smoky smoulder
To reach out and nurture again a precious child
Who seemed to have lost his child-loss mother
Among death's child-loss steaming, wreckage pile.
Perhaps my heart lives to love again
As I feel God's Spirit sweetly hover,
With His Living Water's soothing rain
Quenching some of Death's destructive flame
In th' sweltering heart o' this child-loss grieving mother.
~ABP
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