Tuesday, September 6, 2011

lump in my throat

how can I teach them to be kind and patient
when I am not?
how can I show them gracefulness in the face of adversity
when stubbing my toe on a misplaced toy
brings out the beast in me?
how can I give them quiet and order
when my soul's thoughts are tangled?
I simply cannot.
I need You.

I am
so very sorry.
I am not
qualified for this.
But her little voice speaks out
as I sink down
"It will be better in the morning, Mama."
and I am undone by grace from the one
I was ungraceful toward
and it's just like You.
Jesus, it was You.


  1. Oh, I feel this so deeply, tonight. My little girl says all the time: "Just be happy, Mama." And I feel mostly happy, I do, but somehow I'm failing to express my common happiness as well as my uncommon unhappiness? Visiting from Emily's. Thank you, and my God bless you.

  2. This is good poem...authentic; I think I've lived it. Thanks for your kind words. You are an edifier.

    I'll be back to read some more.

  3. I love this. I have had the same humbling experience. It's humbling enough to have the one you have not shown grace to forgive you, but when that someone is your child..it sinks deep down.

  4. yep.

    oh, and is that sara groves' hair i see below? i don't have to ask -- i KNOW that album.

  5. wow. this brought tears, friend. grace in her words, no? i'm so glad to have met you. your smile--there is such Jesus in it. i'm so glad you linked to imperfect.

  6. We learn so much about our Christian walk with God through our parenthood...this is beautiful Rachelle. :-)


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