Ways of Providence
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July-29- 20025
This or That Poetry Contest
Sponsor- Edward Ibeh
My mind shudders at the memory of a dark day in my life when our son, a late boon into our arid life- (the one born to us after twelve years of long waiting,) was admitted in the ICU, almost lifeless after an accident when he was just four. After being dropped by the school bus right in front of our house, he being hyperactive, ran across the road and was hit by a car. I wasn’t at home nor was his dad.
We dashed to the hospital with rising anxiety and hearts pounding in dread, not knowing what really happened. Finding him oscillating between life and death, my heart shattered and my head reeled. Our child who was our world, lay badly hurt, like a torn piece of rag, limp and motionless. I could look at his swollen face only once. His breath was laboured, had deep cuts all over, and his school uniform was soaked in blood. The pain of the moment was too atrocious to bear. Crumbled, splintered and shattered into bits, I still can’t remember what happened next.
The doctors said they were helpless, but asked us not to lose hope as God could work a miracle. We pitched all our hopes on the Almighty. All we could do was look up to Heaven and cry out for help, trusting He would save our son. In a coma, for almost seven days, he lay. Finally was discharged from hospital, pretty normal. Despite deep internal bleeding in his head, he escaped unscathed with no damage to his brain. We still feel it was by God’s Providence.
with God's breath, was lit
what lay smouldered in grey ash~
now ablaze in flame.
When winter blizzards blow harsh and bitter, and chilling snow heaps up high and tall across the frozen field of our troubled lives, God’s providence becomes our fort. His healing touch eases life’s bitter agonies. Looking back, I wonder how I managed that situation at the time when it seemed an insurmountable mountain. In life I was thrown into many a situation, I had no idea how I could ever navigate. But with the benefit of hindsight, I now view those moments through the clear lens of what they made me and what insights they gave. What I got was greater reliance on God and the ability to accept the challenges, trusting fully in ways of Providence! Also, I understood that past experiences are meant to be learnt from and not lived in. Through all our trials, God has a definite plan. It is for our good, to give us ‘a future and a hope’.
the clock ticks forward
darkness is fully erased~
a bright day is born
Copyright © Valsa George | Year Posted 2025
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