In the ambulance ride
With my son in the back
Victim to his own behavior
•
In the emergency room
As the doctor tells him
That he can ask me to step out
•
In the hard narrow couch
Trying to rest beside him
So many weary nights
•
In the magic of his eyes
Glittering, dancing
As he holds his first ribbon
•
In the little boy laugh
As he dives in the creek
And swims to the other side
•
In the tilt of his head
As he sees my strain
And reaches to give me a hug
•
In the quiet shelter
Between a boy and his dog
As their hearts beat together
•
In the one calls, one calls, one calls
To tell or reveal
Or disclose or alert
•
In the breathlessness of it all
Waiting - anxious - hoping
That the story isn’t finished
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And knowing
That the angel of the LORD has
Circled us, surrounded us, protected us
•
In the hard love
The pain
The sorrow
•
The confident, reckless, unknown journey
Of believing our King is with us,
Come what may
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And this, for me, is enough
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The angel of the LORD encamps all around those who fear Him, and delivers them.

Psalm 34:7

xo,

Nicole