The Sapling and the Wood

The sapling and the wood.. Steve Hudson What would I tell my sons if my days were soon ending? I would tell them: Oh my dear precious sons Our time on this earth is too short, My eyes dim for a moment, only to brighten on larger frames, With your heads on my chest, I embrace you, afraid of letting go, Wanting to spare you from the world I left behind, with its terrors of the night, Sometimes life will cut you down You will feel like you can’t carry its burden And hope may lose all definition But find your heart in the face of doubt and uncertainty. For you have a father who loves beyond measure Here on earth, and in Heaven, A father who will never stop fighting for you, believing for you Pursue the one thing that makes you come alive And be that to the world around you, May Jesus Christ be the center and purpose of your very being. For nothing on this earth will satisfy like the Bread of Life. If you’re afraid, do it anyway, And know that if its right, whatever happens because of it Is worth the outcome. Never lose the wonder of the first time, Live with honor, valor and passion, Be the men you want others to be Walk in such a way, that they would not quickly try you, Though such would quickly follow you to the end. Know that I have done my best for you with what I had, My hope is that it was enough.