
A Mother's Promise To Her Son
by cora Irene
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My son, I see the quiet you have learned to wear,
The questions in your eyes, the hurt I put there.
I said that I would be there, then I let the moment pass,
And a promise made of words became a shadow in the glass.
I cannot gather yesterday and make it all brand new,
I cannot name your pain away or tell you what to do.
But I can stand before you with no excuse to hide behind,
And say, “I am so sorry for the places I was unkind.”
Love is patient, love is kind;
I want those holy words to shape this heart of mine.
Slow to speak and quick to hear,
Lord, teach this mother how to hold my son so near.
I am sorry for the trust I broke,
For every wound that cut too deep,
For every time I should have stayed
And every promise I did not keep.
From now on I will fight for you
In every road that life may bring;
Not with empty words, but faithful love,
With prayers, with time, with everything.
And when the nights feel long and hard,
Remember, child, you are not alone:
Jesus walks beside you still,
His hand will lead you safely home.
I remember water pulling hard against your brave young frame,
You swam against the current when your sister needed saving.
Then through the woods you carried fear, but you would not turn away,
Brave as can be, you found the path that brought you home that day.
You came to find me, came to tell me, with a courage far beyond
The years you have been given and the strength you thought was gone.
I saw a heart that would not leave another soul behind,
A warrior’s courage and a shepherd’s gentle kind.
A child is known by what he does,
By whether his way is pure and good.
I see the kindness in your hands,
And I see courage taking root just as it should.
Remember, child, you are not alone:
Jesus walks beside you still,
His hand will lead you safely home.
I will not ask you to forget before your heart is ready.
I will not demand forgiveness like a debt that must be paid.
I will learn to be more patient; I will choose a kinder way.
Tenderhearted, quick to listen, I will show you love each day.I will make a plan and keep it: time to talk and time to play,
Saturday walks and simple dinners, room to laugh and room to pray.
I will write the dates, remember them, and show up when I say.
If a storm begins around you, I will not just look away, I will stand for truth around you, I will seek the help you need, I will fight for peace within you, I will fight for you indeed.
When the world is loud with sorrow, when it tries to make you small,
I will be a steady shelter, I will answer when you call.
Forgive me for the times my fears became a weight you had to bear,
For the ways my broken places made you wonder who was there.
Your wounds are real; I will not hurry healing with a phrase.
I will walk beside the process through the long and tender days.
For Christ was kind to broken hearts, and I want His love in me;
He can mend what I have damaged, He can set your spirit free.He is near you in the current, He is near you in the trees,
He is near you when the memory brings you down upon your knees.
I am sorry for the trust I broke,
For every wound that cut too deep,
For every time I should have stayed
And every promise I did not keep.
From now on I will fight for you
In every road that life may bring;
I will build our days with faithful love,
With prayers, with time, with everything.You are courageous, you are kind,
You are braver than you know;
God is writing strength and mercy
In the way your heart will grow.
And when the nights feel long and hard, Remember, child, you are not alone:
Jesus walks beside you still,
His hand will lead you safely home.
My son, I will keep showing up,
One promise, one day, one prayer at a time.
The Lord is holding you, and I will keep choosing
To be patient, to be kind.
You are God’s beloved child;
You are never left behind