Good Pastures

Good Pastures

My eyes are heavy,

My heart seems weighted.

This life, the sorrows within -

I can’t escape - I must escape!

These feelings inside

A heartache so deep.

How to escape, how to resolve?

Escape is only for a moment -

But resolve? It’s for a lifetime.

I see a field - A field so green.

The flowers glisten in the sun,

My eyes squint shut from the brightness of the sky -

What is this place? I feel so safe.

I look behind, I see a man -

He looks like the sun, His robes radiant and bright.

He’s watching me - He sees my tears.

Who is this man? I feel so safe!

He reaches out - He takes my hand.

He leads me here,

To the Good Pasture.

He hides me in the rock -

He shelters me from each fear.

His hand reaches - His fingers touch.

No memory can destroy,

No hurt can take away -

This warmth, this comfort,

This Good Pasture.

The Lord is my shepherd!

How can I want?

He leads me here -

To the Good Pasture.

I run with Him - I cry with Him.

I escape to Him,

He resolves every fear.

Look to this pasture,

Look to this Man.

He’ll take you by the hand -

He’ll walk beside you,

He’ll be your Savior -

Like He is mine.

A Hole in My Heart

There’s a hole in my heart,

A hole I cannot fill.

It’s filled with kisses that couldn’t be given…

Touches that cannot be felt.

Gentle flutters, hidden in the darkness.

A heartbeat – one that stopped far too young.

This hole in my heart,

Sometimes seems filled…

A day goes by, “Business as usual”,

For a short time, life seems to dim the void.

Yet in the quiet times –

The hole chasms wide.

My sweet child,

You fill that hole in my heart.

Although you are not here,

You’re always here.

Your blood is mingled with mine,

Your soul is cradled in mine.

The kisses I cannot give,

The touches you cannot feel…

I’ll give them to you anyway, my little one.

For love like this cannot be driven away…

It cannot be tossed aside by evil,

Nor dimmed by the darkness.

A moment goes by,

And I will be reunited with you!

My sweetheart, my precious one –

My Little Baby.

Don’t fear, sweet one,

You’re with the mighty one!

Your mama loves you every day,

And I promise…

That hole will always be yours to fill.

Dr Mom

How to explain,

The instinct that washes over me.

The doctors, they come.

The nurses - they sometimes care.

But I’m the one,

Who’s Dr Mom.

I know more, I see more.

I see when she holds her breath -

I see when her eyes become tired.

The seizures? They’re sub-clinical.

But sometimes, I see those too.

Her eyes, I watch them. Her little hands, I watch their every move.

You say I have no training - you’ve been in school for years.

But I held her inside me,

for ten long months -

I felt her every move.

There’s something about a mother with a baby -

She’s the smartest expert there is.

Trust yourself - you know your baby best.

Don’t be ashamed,

To be Dr. Mom