my child, here I am

This weekend my brother and I flew to Ohio for my grandma's memorial service. Saturday, on the flight back, I closed my eyes and I was listening to music while trying to get a nap. I listened to Casting Crowns new CD Thrive, and their song, "Just Be Held," started playing, and I had the idea for the first few lines for this poem. I didn't write them down because I wanted to get some sleep, or try to at least, but I remembered them, and on the second flight I wrote this poem.  Here's the song if you want to listen while you read. :) 

Here I am 

there you were 

now you've come 

you've finally come.  

I pursued you,

even when you weren't 

looking for me,

I was watching over you. 

even when you weren't 

talking to me,

I was listening to you. 

I've known, I've always known,

your fears, your sorrows,

your worries, your faults,

your shame, your aching heart--

I know all of it. 

My Son bore all of it. 

And I love you and 

your imperfections anyway. 

You're beautiful,

because I am making you beautiful 

and I'm not just saying that. 

you're my child,

I am your Father. 

I know you're sad,

but not just sad--

you're heartbroken. 

And I know this world is hard on you, 

it was even worse to my Son. 

After all, he felt all of your 

sadness and brokenness. 

He felt what most saddens you. 

So when you're on your knees,

and what this world does to you

is streaming down your pretty face,

I'm there with you. 

I'm holding you, even if 

you can't feel my arms around you,

I have you in my embrace. 

Don't you worry child, 

I'm holding you. 

Give me your hand and 

I'll lead you through all of

life's trials and tribulations. 

Better yet, I won't just lead you. 

I'll carry you. 

You're never alone 

Nor will I ever leave your side. 

Even though you once left me,

I was always there for you,

And I will always be with you.