Right before I stepped up to the pulpit this past Sunday, one of our members handed me a small piece of paper with a poem on it. I chose to read it at the end of my sermon because, unsurprisingly, it fit very well with my theme. But that poem also reminded me that I have not written one in quite a while, so Monday when I shared the great memory of the school day scenes of long ago with my mom, I asked God to help me write a poem about it. As all the others I have written, it is simple and not too long. I hope it is a blessing to you, especially those of you whose mom is waiting for you in Heaven.
It was a scene from long ago/ quite frankly ordinary /
It never crossed my mind back then/ How long that thought I’d carry /
As I’d come home from school each day / I’d look in every room /
And once I’d catch a glimpse of her / I’d say “Hey mom, I’m home.” /
And then the years went slowly by/ that scene would soon be fading /
I’d never be a boy again / I’d have no mother waiting /
But then one great and glorious day / Christ came into my life /
No longer would I be tormented / by misery and strife /
Among the many wondrous things / I now would have in Christ /
The wish I had from long ago / would now be back in sight /
That hope is real without a doubt / goes way beyond the tomb
In glory, when I see her there / I’ll say “Hey mom, I’m home!” /
