Heavenly Balm

A few years back my youngest noticed that he was the only family member without a poem in his honor on the walls of our  home. He demanded that this be remedied. This was my response.

My Heavenly Balm

Before stars shimmered in the sky

or He spread sand on the shore

My God could hear my anguished cry

“Please send me a son once more!”

And in His perfect time and will

He sent a son to me,

To mend my heart and help me heal

deep wounds that eyes can’t see.

This balm that is my baby boy

Has made me whole again

And I can feel a father’s joy

Where desperate pain had been.

In Caleb, God has honored me

With a boy to make a man,

And planted in his heart, I see,

The strength to make him stand.

Inside my little bold one’s chest

A hero’s heart lies there in wait

To meet the trials that God deems best

To make his earthly labor great.

My father’s love will urge him on,

For no measure is so great

Though it should stretch from dusk to dawn

To fathom a love so great.

Count the stars shimmering in the sky

And the sand spread on the shore

But that will be a feeble try

Because I love him more.