Great Love

10:40 PM Eunnah 0 Comments


While I was surfing the internet, I came across this piece – a mother’s love expressed through words and phrases.
Please take time to read this beautifully-written poem and feel the echoes of a mother’s love seep from between the lines and through you.
Just a quick background, the child has a disability. Most probably, autism. 
UNTITLED BY AMANDA POST


MY LITTLE BOY, THIS LOVE OF MINE,
DOES NOT KNOW HOW TO SAY;
PLEASE GIVE ME ROOM FOR EVERY TIME,
HIS WORDS GET IN THE WAY.
YOU WOULD NOT KNOW BY PASSING BY,
THE STRUGGLES EVERYDAY:
BUT TRY TO LOOK HIM IN THE EYE,
YOU’LL SEE IT IN HIS FACE.
YOU MAY NOT UNDERSTAND HOW HARD,
SMALL TASKS IN LIFE CAN BE;
HOW DIFFICULT TO SPEAK ALOUD,
OR LEARN YOUR ABC’S.
AND JUST BECAUSE HE DOESN’T HUG YOU,
OR KISS YOU HI AND BYE;
DOESN’T MEAN HE DOESN’T LOVE YOU,
PLEASE JUST GIVE HIM TIME!
THROUGH ALL THE TANTRUMS, FIGHTS AND TEARS,
I LOOK AT HIM AND SEE;
A LITTLE BOY WITH TONS OF FEARS,
WHO STRIVES FOR NORMALCY.
OF COURSE HE SEES HE’S DIFFERENT,
BUT HE JUST CAN’T SEE WHY;
EVERYBODY’S TIME IS SPENT,
TRYING TO MAKE HIM ‘RIGHT’.
OPEN UP YOUR HEART AND MIND,
AND JUST WATCH QUIETLY;
YOU’LL SEE A BOY WHO’S REALLY TRYING,
JUST WANTS TO BE HAPPY.
HE’S JUST A SCARED LITTLE BOY,
WITH EVERY SIGHT AND SOUND;
I KNOW HE PLAYS WITH JUST ONE TOY,
AND SPINS AROUND AND ROUND.
I KNOW SOMETIMES HE’LL YELL AND SCREAM,
HE SIMPLY CANNOT SAY;
HE IS NOT TRYING TO BE MEAN,
THINGS HAVE TO BE HIS WAY.
ALL HE CAN SAY IS 'IT’S NOT RIGHT’,
SOMETIMES IT SEEMS UNREAL;
HE CAN’T EXPRESS THOUGH TRY HE MIGHT,
TO TELL YOU HOW HE FEELS.
I KNOW THAT HE REPEATS HIMSELF,
AND SOMETIMES OTHERS TOO;
BELIEVE ME THAT DOES REALLY HELP,
ANXIETY TO BE REMOVED.
SO PLEASE BE PATIENT AND BE KIND,
LOVE HIM EVERYDAY;
I KNOW IN YOUR HEART YOU WILL FIND,
A PLACE FOR HIM ALWAYS.
HE IS MY SPECIAL, BEAUTIFUL BOY,
WHOM I LOVE ENDLESSLY;
HE IS MY GIFT, MY LOVE, AND MY JOY
HE’S EVERYTHING TO ME
Amazing, isn’t it? I think I shed a tear or two while reading this. It reminded me so much of myself, a very flawed and dirty person, explicitly loved by our Father. Despite my temporary “spiritual disorders,” His love for me never once wavered and continued to endure.
Wow! Thank you, Lord for using these little things as instruments to show me how much You love me. Truly, nothing will be able to separate me from Your great love!

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