The Chosen Ones
I had a dream the other night.
It came to me so clear.
I stood before the throne of God,
afraid to come too near.
God said to me, "I hear your prayers.
There are answers you can't find.
I brought you here to talk to me
and help to ease your mind."
I said,"Well, yes, God, I am upset...
About my special one.
This punishment is awfully harsh...
Whatever have I done?"
God looked at me and shook his head
He said, "My Dear, you've got it wrong.
I sent this special child to you
because you are so strong.
I searched and searched to try and find
someone with a love so rare.
Parents so unselfish they could
give him that special care.
I try to save my special gifts,
like those you're speaking of,
for a special kind of parents
I call the 'Chosen Ones.'
Of all the ones to choose from,
I know I've got it done...
Parents who deserve my best,
an honor you have won." -Unknown
Reflection:
Sometimes it's the words of a poem that help you see He's been in charge, in control, and calling the shots all along. He knows what He's doing and already knows our life's plan; but to us it's just a mystery. Every day, we are given a piece of the puzzle. It is from this that I've found myself in His grand scheme of things-"Every day is a gift from God, that's why we call it the present!" God won't give a person more than they can handle. Andrew and I are His 'Chosen Ones' to be that special parent, whom no one else can be, to our Tyler.
PS... This was one of the few poems I found myself reading (far too many times) while Tyler was enduring his first five weeks at CMH. It got me through those long days and endless nights.