Sunday, June 04, 2006

A little coat

1 Samuel 2:19 Moreover his mother made him a little coat, and brought it to him from year to year, when she came up with her husband to offer the yearly sacrifice.

So much depends
a little
a tangible
of a mother's

"Thank you for the coat mother."
"I hope it fits." I spent all year measuring the other boys of the neighborhood, imagining how you must have grown. Are they feeding you enough? Can you grow to your full potential without a mother's care?"
"It always does." I know how much you care, what your sacrifice means.
"'Til next year my son."
"Til next year."


annegb said...

What a wonderful poem. Have you heard the one of Rebekah, She of the water jar?

Lammy said...

This is precious... would you mind if I borrow it for my own blog?
I just found your blog from MMW...
Good job so far.
(I'm a cali girl and lived in Texas in a married ward for 8 years. Good luck with your move... you'll love texas).