It was a major time of stress for me (duh) caring for him and keeping up with my other children. My 16 year old son had been struggling with a poetry assignment. Late the night before it was due he asked me to read what he had written. I expected poetry along the lines of my son's normal Monty Python-esque sense of humor. The poem was an unexpected blessing:
God Is With You
When times are dark and bleak,
and troubles come around.
Through it all you should know-
God is with you.
When things are good and fine,
your troubles gone away.
You may forget what you knew-
God is with you.
When choices spin around,
you don't know which is best.
you need to ask but don't know who-
God is with you.
Through everything you go,
from good to bad to worse.
Always remember this important fact-
God is with you.
Trust in God
This was part of Steady Mom's 30 minute challenge. 12 minutes because my son did all the work.
Gratituesday is full of encouragement as ususal.
10 comments:
It's beautiful. I can't imagine how you must have felt when you read it that night.
What a great kid! You have done well.
I always try to remember to thank God for the great days. I think thanking is important.
Amazing! Thanks for sharing this. I came over from Stead Mom~
Bless you (and Luke) for sharing this! What a lovely poem and sentiment esp to receive from a 16 yr old boy!
Just beautiful! Thank you so much for sharing it.
Beautiful, I am always surprised at how my kids can rise to an occasion!!! Clearly your boy leapt above expectations, no wonder you keep it safe!!!
Your 16 year old's poem is beautiful. I am always impressed by young talent. Am following you again from MBC. Visit if you get a chance.
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Your son is definitely a thinker!
Thank you for sharing his poem. Hopefully this holiday season was less stressful for you.
Happy New Year to you!
Thank you for sharing this...I read it when you first posted it and it has stayed with me. Beautiful and touching.
Thanks for all the kind comments everyone. I made my son (total non demonstrative type of young man) read the comments. He was surprised and gratified that people took the time to say anything.
He never really "got" why I cried when I read it the first time.
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