In 1974 I was a young mother with 3 small boys. The Vietnam War was in full swing. The drug culture had begun to contaminate America. There was talk of starving people right here in our own country. Rumors of serious pollution to our ground, sea and air had us all concerned. The future looked bleak for America...much as it does now.
One evening, as I sat at my kitchen table listening to the news, I felt overwhelmed with all the world troubles I was leaving to my young boys. I thought about bleak the future they seemed to be facing. I felt troubled, scared and saddened. So I jotted down a short verse on a steno pad and put it away.
Eight months later my husband and I found Jesus Christ as our Lord and Savior. My whole outlook on life took on a new meaning.
In the middle of the night, about 6 months later, I heard an audible voice wake me and say, "Susan, finish your boys poem." I did not question the voice but I had not thought of that notepad for over a year. Where would I find it?
I rose from my bed and went into my family room thinking I would never find that long, lost notepad. But when I looked up on the bookshelf there it was sticking out from all of my husbands history books. So I sat down at that same kitchen table and finished the poem as I believe God instructed me in my heart.
Here is the poem, I hope you can see the change that Jesus made in my life.
MY SONS, MY SON
MY SONS, MY SON, WHERE ARE YOU GOING?
I TURNED AND I LOOKED AND I SEE YOU ARE GROWING.
YOU'RE GROWING UP FAST AND THERE'S SO MUCH TO LEARN,
WILL YOU ALWAYS KNOW WHICH WAY TO TURN?
WILL YOU GO HUNGRY OR HAVE NO SHOES?
WILL YOU BE PERSECUTED FOR YOUR VIEWS?
WILL YOU TAKE DRUGS, WILL YOU SMOKE POT?
OH, MY SONS, HOW MUCH I HOPE NOT.
WILL YOU BE SICK OR INJURED, IN PAIN?
WILL YOU HAVE SOMEPLACE TO GO IN THE RAIN?
WILL YOU HAVE WATER TO DRINK WHEN YOU'RE DRY?
HOW CAN YOU SEE WITH SMOG IN YOUR EYE?
WILL BE TAUGHT TO KILL WITH A GUN?
OH, NO, NOT YOU MY SONS, MY SON.
THERE'S SO MANY QUESTIONS I HAVE IN MY MIND
BUT THE ANSWERS LAY AHEAD FOR US TO FIND.
MY SONS, MY SON, THE WORLD HAS GROWN COLDER.
WHY, OH, WHY MUST YOU GROW ANY OLDER?
NO WORRIES, NO TROUBLES, NO FEAR NO SORROW,
MY SONS, MY SON, BUT WHAT COMES TOMORROW?
MY SONS, MY SON, NO WEALTH CAN I SHARE
BEYOND THIS GREAT WISDOM I LEAVE IN YOUR CARE.
JUST TRUST IN THE LORD AND OUR SAVIOR, HIS SON
TO GUIDE AND TO COMFORT TILL YOUR DAY IS DONE.
YOU SEE, MAMA HAS GROWN SO MUCH MORE THAN YOU
AND LEARNED TO TRUST JESUS HER WHOLE JOURNEY THROUGH.
SO GROW NOW, MY CHILDREN, WITHOUT WORRY OR SORROW
FOR GOD'S ONLY SON GUIDES YOUR TOMORROW.