Matthew 23:27/Luke 13:34 How often I wanted to gather your children together, like a mother hen gathers her chicks under her wings.
Dear, dear, Lord, what have you done?
A brand new life you’ve just begun.
You gave this life eternity,
then gave it’s first few steps to me!
For such a task, I don’t feel fit.
I know I”m just not up to it.
I stumble on my rambling way,
and seldom find the words to say.
If, with just me, I muddle through,
how will I ever manage two?
Another soul to bless and guide,
to teach and cheer and walk beside.
To be a mother brave and strong
I’d need your strength the whole day long.
Oh right! I see what you’re up to!
You want me to rely on you,
to step aside and let you be:
MOM, TO BOTH MY CHILD AND ME
4 replies on “UNDER HIS WINGS”
Beautiful poem. I love that God can be both a mother and father to me, in spite of the damage caused by by my earthly mother and father.
You might want to needlepoint or paint the verse: Psalm 27:10 When my father and mother forsake me, then the LORD will take me up.
Or Isaiah 49:15,16 “A woman may forget her sucking child and not have compassion of the son of her womb, yet I will not forget thee. Check it out, I have your name carved on the palms of my hands so that I can not forget you! Ouch! I might write something in ballpoint on my hand, but engrave it? No sir! He must really like you!
That is beautiful!!