Barry wrote this and I could not resist sharing. Barry’s son Thomas battles a neurological disorder.
The Student and the Teacher
by: Barry Lynch
I couldn’t wait for him to come into this world,
But he refused to be of this world.
I hoped he would be healthy and strong,
But God’s grace was sufficient for him.
I hoped he would cry,
But I was the one who experienced the gift of mercy.
I hoped he would drink of his mother’s milk,
But it was I who had to learn to live on God’s Holy Provision.
I hoped he would grow,
But I was the one that needed to grow in my faith.
I hoped he would sleep through the night,
But it was my doubt which kept me up nights.
I hoped he would hold up his head
Only it was I who had to learn to keep my head high as the world pitied.
I wanted him to learn to focus his eyes,
But now I see
I hoped he would roll over,
But it was I who had to turn to the Holy Spirit
I hoped he would crawl
But I was the one who learned to move by faith
I hoped he would stand
But Christ was the one who rose and overcame
I hoped he would walk,
But it was I who needed to be carried
I hoped he would speak my name
But now I listen to the still soft voice of the Lord
I wanted him to be brave and unafraid of the dark,
I was the one trembling in fear as he shone for the world
I hoped he would learn from my example
It was I that had to become the student
I hoped I would leave a legacy,
But his impact on this world far surpasses anything I will every achieve
I just wanted him to live,
But I was the one who had to die to this world in order to gain.