Who Could've Known?

Who could've known? 

 The last time we were we. 

Image, burnt in my mind 

by flaming bridge for eternity. 

Who could've known? 

One last glimpse

would mean:

never again hearing 

laughter singing with brook,

never again seeing

sunshine paled by smiles

never again hiking

winding trails,

never again feeling

your loving embrace

never acknowledging

resemblances of your face

to the one we adored who is no more.

Who could've known?

Life could be so cruel

as to let love drown in a pool,

not of blood, but tears.

BUT, the sadness and trials of life will not prevail.
For the One who comforts knows of this and more.
All we need do is knock on the door
and it will be opened.
For He wants to comfort and take care of us.
He loves us so much that His Son died for us.

My hope is in Him.
Who could've known, that I would ever feel so loved.

A Mother's Love

 A mother's love can never be vanquished

 for it is sustained by a lifetime of special memories that rekindle the warmth in her heart.

The joyous trepidation of the first time she cradled him in her arms.
The sense of purpose she gained from soothing his newborn cries. 
The courageous heart she mustered to chase away his night time fears.
The squeamish excitement of holding the worm he dug up to show her.
The terror she felt when he momentarily slipped out of her sight in a crowded place.
The anticipation of reading his favorite bedtime story again.
The exhilaration from the first bouquet of dandelions he picked for her.
The uncertainty of the first time she let him ride away on his bike.

These fleeting moments are a gift from God. A treasure stored up over a lifetime in a mother's heart. For a mother's love is constant and unconditional.  

A mother's love is forever.