by Charlene McCutcheon
My
Mother
in Heaven,
wife of Abba,
is anxious for me
to learn more about her.
She said, think how much you love
your children, regardless of what
they choose to do with their agency.
Would you desert them when they need you most?
If your child has fallen victim to lies,
comes crying for help; understanding,
compassion, maybe forgiveness,
remember when, but a child,
your mom soothed cries of pain,
knelt and kissed skinned knees
held you softly,
spoke kind words,
“all better”.
“I am
here!”
