The Hole & the Hope I Have

I wrote this a couple months ago. Thought I'd share it this week.

The Hole & the Hope I Have

She was blessed to give him life, 

hold him in her arms as an infant, 

and watch him grow - becoming a

husband and Father...

yet he'll always be her baby!

Seems a cruel trick to lose a child to death...

yet God is the sovereign.

She realizes he was only on loan

from God and even dedicated as a baby.

Yes, he was God's for the taking all along.

This new hole in her heart cannot be filled.

God gave a special kind of heart to mothers.

A heart which can be ripped, scarred bruised

and rejected, yet still have the capacity to 

love completely anyhow.

A heart that will nurture, teach, guide

and even give its very life.

No, the hold in her grieving heart cannot

be filled, for after all, it is never

actually empty.

True, it is a hollowed place...but not a lifeless one.

From it, continuously and forevermore

seeps undying love for this child.

The love of a mother. 

The tragedy is that it just no longer has a 

place to be poured into.

So, some days it just seeps quietly down her face

in salty tears, or fills her aching heart until

it seems hopelessly flooded.

Thankfully, God feels her pain and does not waste

a single tear.

As the pain and longing become liquefied into tears,

He too feels the pain as He woefully collects every bit

of sorrow and places each tear in a bottle.

He remembers. He weeps too.

So, what's the antidote to a mother's greiving heart?

She has this hope - that...

"God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; 

and there shall be no more death, 

neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there

be any more pain"...one day.