Sometimes in prayer a grace is given in relation to our children. I know many who have shared a "knowing" that their child was with them.
This is a poem about an experience I had one Advent many years ago. I share it every year to honor and remember my son Joshua.
I held my unborn son today,
A grace I truly felt.
He came to me in prayer
While before Our Lord I knelt.
I felt his little cheek brush mine as
I pressed him to my chest.
His little arms clung to my neck,
His head, on my shoulder rest.
Our Lady gave this gift to me,
A moment of pure grace
As we await the birth of Christ,
The savior of our race
For although I’ve never been allowed to love my son on earth
She has showed me that a mother’s love transcends a human birth.
For there within the heart of Christ born in this time of joy
I clearly see the image of another baby boy
Reflected in the love of Christ
Who came to bring salvation
To every soul, in every land, in every single nation.
Emmanuel, God with us,
Uniting time and space
For in His gaze I truly know
I saw my child’s face.
