Mother, A journey of Life
Along the Way, a young Mother's song
Inspired her children-taggin' along
In brilliant brightness,-heart so light;
She loved her children with all her might.
But her Dear Guide warned, "Oh, the Way is hard;
You will grow weary, wrinkled and tired
Before you reach your journey's end."
But she gathered flowers and sang an hymn.
"Nothing can tear the joy from my heart-
I'm not afraid, I will do my part".
Then night came down, with a storm and a gale;
The children shook,and grew.so pale-
But mother gathered them tight in her arms
And drove away their fear and alarms.
Her mantle wrapped o’er the children so tight
She calmed their fears throughout the black night.
And the children smiled, "We're no longer afraid,
Mother, you taught us Courage today!"
And the Mother smiled and knew in her heart
This night was better than the light at the start.
When morning came, a hill so tall
Made the children so weary and small;
And Mother was worn, but she cheered them on
'Til they reached the top and could see beyond.
"We would never have made it, Mother, alone;
You taught us Fortitude of our own."
And the Mother knew down deep in her heart
This lesson of Strength was a needed part.
Clouds of War and Evil and Hate
Threatened her now each step of the way;
,.And the children groped and stumbled and fell,
But the Mother's prayers lifted them from Hell,
"Look up to the Light! Look up and you'll see
The One Who always is guiding me!”
And the children turned their hearts and their heads
And their Faith was fired-they were rightly led
Out of the darkness to Eternal Light.
"I've shown my children their Savior tonight;
And this is the day-the best of all days!
To God be the glory, the honor and praise!"
Days and then weeks; months and then years,
Though Mother grew old, she suffered no fears;
For her children were strong and tall as the trees-
Tallest of all when down on their knees!
Their Courage failed not, and their Fortitude stayed;
Their Salvation sure as the Choice they had made!
Now the road grew rough, but the strong children ran
And raised the dear Mother up by the hand;
Light as a feather they bore her across,
Sure she would make every step with no loss.
..."When they came to the hill with the path of pure gold,
Mother was feeble and very old.
At the end of the path were the golden gates-
And here the last journey that Mother would make.
"The end now I see is better by far
Than when we began - for now you are
Able to stand and walk all alone-
Able to teach children of your own."
And she walked all alone through the gates of pearl;
But the children said, "She is with us still
Though we cannot see, we know she is near,
Her precious spirit will strengthen and cheer-
For a Mother like ours is from God alone;
In His love, He has only brought her back home.”
Joan Clifton Costner
With deep appreciation to Temple Bailey for the original story.
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