she called Him ‘son’
They called Him ‘teacher’
following from town to town
Others, the ‘king’
come to reign with a crown
Some, 'healer', as he gave them
eyes to see
To me, ‘my savior’
shining his love down on me
But she called him ‘son’
Raised from the infant
that pierced her womb
She loved him before
He was known to the world
She called him ‘son’
As her baby grew to a man
Lost in the crowd
In his father’s house finally found
She followed closely
As he began his great task
She watched him love others
She was there at the last
<breath>
She stood in the shadows
Tears at the loss
Regardless of what was coming
She stood at the cross
Aware of his teachings
She still remembered the babe
That now hung dying
She saw it all
His birth, now the grave
And she called him ‘son’
The king of kings
The teacher
The healer
The one
still her ‘son’.
05/11/25
clc
“She will bear a Son; and you shall call His name Jesus, for He will save His people from their sins.””
Matthew 1:21 NASB1995
Beautiful!
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