Wednesday, November 28, 2012
We were right.
Dear Noah David,
There are days now, as I look back, when I feel bad that I pushed you so hard to do things after you graduated from high school. I wasn't as supportive and encouraging as I should have been. As your big sister, I just knew there was SO much inside of you that the world needed to see. My intentions were good, I just wasn't the best at how I carried them out. I'm sorry. The more I learn about you now, the more I know I was right about what I saw in you. I'm glad I had the chance to tell you how proud I was of you when you were home after your school before you left for Ohio. I hope you really heard me when I said it, and I hope you know how very much I loved you then and love you still. I got to be your big sister while you were here. What a gift.
I love you, and I miss you.
I miss my dreams for you and all the things that might have been.
~Ab
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We were right, you know
to see a hidden spark
we were right, you know
when we saw the greatness
still waiting
we were right, you know
when we were certain
you had big things
to offer the world
we were right, you know
to dream
of the good
you would bring
we didn’t know
that your spark would light
and your light would burn
for such a brief time here
we missed it
we just get the afterglow
it’s good to see
but leaves us
wanting
to know more
we didn’t know
that we would never see
the depth of the greatness
the fullness of the man you became
we missed it
we just get glimpses
they are good to see
but leave us
aching
for what will never be
we didn’t know
that the things you had to offer
were even bigger
and given in such different ways
than what we had dreamt
your life laid down
the good you would have brought
we missed it
we hold on to broken dreams
remold them and pray
“Someday,
Lord, let us see
your purpose
your mighty hand
your good
in even this.”
Even though we didn't know
We were right, you know
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