Mother's Day

Today at Lincoln Road Chapel, we celebrated Mother's day. After singspiration, a message, communion, and announcements, a cute and brave kid was invited up to the stage to share a mother's day poem he wrote. He spoke with a youthful, childish, but mature voice as he read out his poem, stuttering a little bit here and there.

Some of the phrases echoed in my mind: "Wow, what a great mom!"... "She buys groceries and cooks for me...", "She drives me to hockey because.. well.. I cant drive". And then, there was a slight pause. A slight tremor then followed in his voice, and he began to choke on his words. Finally, with a tear falling from his eye, he took a deep breath and finished the last line of his poem in a trembling voice:

"... And if God was to give my mom a gift for Mothers' day, it would be to bring my Dad back to earth..".