This lack of understanding compounding
my tiny brain.How can I understand a child
before I am a mother
How can I understand a man
so dimly tangibleGod man.
Jesus.Help me find you through your birth
This frailty a point more clear
and at our mercy to choose
day in, day out
-too often I do not chooseHelp me to choose
The word
Who has become flesh
and dwelt among us
while you seem more near
(Or at least while you are smaller)
Published December 8, 2009 by Rebecca Matheson
Genuinely beautiful words Bec.
You wrote this?! Gave me chills.
That was me above not Mum!… sorry
gave me chills too! we have a family of poets-well done I like all three of these very much