To the Mom (and Dad) of adult children:

When you just want to smooth the road and take the pain and uncertainty away!

Don't run ahead of God
I see your scraped knees
I have caught and counted
your tears 
I hold your scuffed heart 
tenderly  
but don’t run ahead 
of Me. 

Don’t peel back the petals 
of the delicate 
blossom 
don’t force the flower 
to bloom
becoming takes time
don’t run ahead 
of Me.

You remember you learned from 
your mistakes
they are learning from 
theirs
I know your heart hurts 
for their pain
but they grow in the dark
so don’t run ahead 
of Me. 

I know you are tired and 
heartsick 
I know how long you
have prayed
winds make the roots 
reach deeper 
so don’t run ahead 
of Me. 

You want to fix it, solve it,
plan it
that’s not for you to do
your job is to trust, 
in the silence I’m 
working 
and don’t run ahead 
of Me.

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