Children: in Life, in Meetings, in Our Hearts

A poem (sort of) from a local mom's reflections…

″Do you want your children to grow up to be
Just like you?″
Just like me? No way.
The-thought-sends-shudders-up-my-spine.
Does the thought do that to you?
Just like me? Unsettling thought.
Not like me apart from God.
(Hate-to-admit-it, but-it's-true:
I can be sassy, proud, euphoric then blue
'I want it MY way,' Sound familiar to you?)
Nope. Don't think so. I love my children, don't you know?
I want more for them than 'like me,' you'll see….
'cause
GOD is Loving
HE is Wise…
He is Faithful, He is Kind
He is Tender, He's Forgiving
He is Pure
And He Gave us His Son
So that we can Become
Just Like Him
Listen to this: Just Like Him.
So—with God, through God, and by Him, I can be…
(Don't yet know how, but a vision I can see)
Oh God, oh …Father?…Just Like You? Just Like You!
And the thought …has my heart & soul renewed
Yes…
My children and I myself can be made new.
You are The Father, draw me near
Make the pathway to you clear
Yes, Show me how To be Your Child, and Just Like You