Dear Holy friends,
Today I heard all of the lovely contemporary songs about Joseph. I love the line, ' how can a man be father to the son of God?' Maybe it's because I have four sons, but I often ponder Joseph and the amazing man he had to be. I hope to sit with him in heaven one day and have a talk. You know? So, this poem is my concept of Joseph's point of view.
In his Grip, Chandra
I watch her grow and change each day,
She gets more lovely if there is a way.
This woman puts me to shame,
her faith great, mine looks lame.
How can she be strong yet mild,
a woman outside but inside a child?
Father, I know you foretold this would be.
just never expected it would happen to me.
Now, as I see Mary, I worry for her safety,
some women die when they have a baby.
It wouldn't fit your plan for her to die,
but I still worry, don't know why.
What does she feel when the babe moves inside?
Will I be a Father in whom he can confide?
How will it feel to hold Him to my heart?
Will you show me Lord, please give me a start?
Am I doing right are You glad You chose me?
Help me be the man you wish me to be.
The sun rises, our journey begins,
I must protect Mary from the harsh winds.
She takes each challenge with joy in her heart,
I am thankful in this plan I have a part.
When she smiles and says "Joseph the Lord is here."
I am ready to go on boldly and without fear.
~Chandra Lynn Smith~