I had always loved
children.
When I was young
I had dreamed of
having a family
of my own;
bringing them up
in my own house
with a loving husband
at my side.
It was to be perfect.
But
dreams
are only dreams.
They rarely come true.
And mine didn’t
Seven years
was all I was given.
Just seven years
and then it was taken away
from me.
Not that I haven’t been
happy since.
I am happy.
I am content.
I am very blessed.
God has shown me
many wonderful things
that I never would have known
if I had remained
in my ‘dream’ world.
God has told me
many wonderful things
that I have been able
to pass on to other people.
In fact
God has given me
so much
that I can’t begin
to thank Him enough
Only,
once in a while,
when I saw
parents bringing
their new baby
to be presented
I looked back
at what might have been.
I say ‘looked’ back
because I will look back
no more.
I’ll tell you why.
Today
I saw the Child.
The one who has come
to redeem Jerusalem.
He looked just like all the others
as His parents brought Him in.
But God told me different.
He told me
to go
and see.
And I did.
Thanks be to God.
Such a privilege
that God
should share this moment
with me.
I feel so humble.
How could I ever
have imagined
that anything in my ‘dream’ world
could compare
with this moment.
I have seen Him.
© Kathleen Wilks