Tuesday, February 17, 2009

‘When the mother of a prodigal prays’

There is nothing hurts quite like the heartache of a prodigal child. I have had one myself. I have seen God's grace, faithfulness, and comfort through these difficult years and I trust Him implicitly but that doesn't mean that it is not heart wrenching. Let me share this poem with you which describes much better than I could the pain .... and hope ...

‘When the mother of a prodigal prays’

Somewhere the poor mother of a prodigal son cries,
Her eyes reddened and not taking in much at all,
For she’s seeing her son through the eyes of love
Not how the world sees him at all…
For every thief is some poor mother’s child,
He has captured her heart in love’s ransom-
Yet to her she still sees the son of her youth;
But he’s stolen all of her dreams…
Desperately and frantically the murderer flees
Yet from this one thing he can’t ever flee-
The love of his mother bowing in sorrow,
Bemoaning a love he can’t kill…
For every trembling junkie finally taking a fix
There’s a hurting mother just wondering why
The life that she gave him just isn’t enough;
And she bows her head slowly and cries…
The gavel thumps and the sentence is passed
She is ushered out as her son’s led away.
As tears flow down each side of her face
She still finds the strength to pray…
So for every news article that you ever read
Of sons that have gone their own way,
Remember that he has a mother who cares
And lift her to God when you pray…
For somewhere the mother of a prodigal prays…
O how this poor mother prays.

Glenys Robyn Hicks 2005

“Bear one another burdens and so fulfill the law of Christ” Galatians 6:2

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