Creative and encouraging reflection and conversation about life, family, faith and laughter. I offer these reflections and prayers as an invitation for us all to pray in these times. May we pray for one another and for the whole world together.
Friday, December 30, 2011
Parent and Child
So he came again to Cana in Galilee, where he had made the water wine. And at Capernaum there was an official whose son was ill. When this man heard that Jesus had come from Judea to Galilee, he went to him and asked him to come down and heal his son, for he was at the point of death. So Jesus said to him, “Unless you see signs and wonders you will not believe.” The official said to him, “Sir, come down before my child dies.” Jesus said to him, “Go; your son will live.” The man believed the word that Jesus spoke to him and went on his way. As he was going down, his servants met him and told him that his son was recovering. So he asked them the hour when he began to get better, and they said to him, “Yesterday at the seventh hour the fever left him.” The father knew that was the hour when Jesus had said to him, “Your son will live.” And he himself believed, and all his household. This was now the second sign that Jesus did when he had come from Judea to Galilee. John 4:46-54
Parent and Child
I would give my life for you
who is my life my world
I watch you sleep your breath
rising and falling your sweet
fills my dreams and all my hope
invested in you.
I didn't know how to be a parent
but you taught me and I thought
I knew how to love but you showed me
needy and hungry you made me cry
with you and I will never be the same
because of you.
You learned to walk when I turned away
you ran away once and I chased you
the swings and slides became your world
and I found joy in those things again.
I roll on the floor these days
when I used to sit at a desk
we lie in the grass together judging
the cloud shapes life more profound
then when I stood a lectured students
you teach me everything and introduced
me to real life.
Child of mine, flesh of my flesh
tender and sweet, loud and angry,
your voice like the angels you reign
like a tyrant in our little world
and I would give you everything
just to see you smile.
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