A son of age met his father of old.
A man related, so I am told.
“I am you father,” he boasted with a smile
He shook my hand saying, “It’s been a while.”
“You’re looking good; no worse for the wear.”
I stand in silence and can only stare.
“I saw your mom, she’s looking great.
She’s the same as when we used to date.”
“What’s your line of work; do you have kids?
How long have you been married, where do you live?
Come and let’s sit; you can tell me your life.
Please tell me about you, your kids, and your wife.”
I look down the street and then into his eyes.
I speak the truth without malice or lies.
“I hated you for leaving us alone.
Needing to find yourself, we found you gone.
This bitterness grew to my mother’s shame
I began to hate even my given name.
But then God answered Mother’s praying hands
And rescued her son from his sinking sands.
Throughout the years He has never swayed.
Though good times and bad yet still he stayed.
God came to us full of kindness and love.
Because of His Son my name is written above.
I no longer hate you; I’ve forgiven your choice.”
He stands in silence; his eyes become moist.
“You left to find you but He found your son.
He took in a family where you found none.
I pray you have found happiness as I have known.
If you will allow Him, Christ can make you His own.
So please don’t feel guilty, embarrassed, or sad.
I would like to introduce you to my wonderful Dad.”
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