Bright Eyes

I wrote this for my Mom on her birthday -- the Lord gave me a gift for her. We had studied John 10:1-13 the night before in our Church @ Home group. That is where Jesus describes himself as the good shepherd.

I cannot remember our sheep
As well as my Father can.
He remembers their names,
From whom he bought them,
And how they lived.
He has stories to tell about them.

But I can remember my Mother –
And that my Mother loved them –
Especially the newborn lamb.

In my mind, I can see
My Mother,
Her eyes bright,
Her blonde hair back,
Her smile beyond her face,
Chasing, and grasping, and bundling the lamb --
Its legs folded in her arms.

And now, in my mind, in my memory,
She held the lamb close,
They’re faces twins, entwined somehow,
The one loving, the other loved.

John 10:1-13

Written April 19, 2008