Hold still

Today is a poem day! This is based on an old but very sweet memory of my mother washing my hair in the kitchen sink.

“Hold still, my child” my mama said. “I need to wash your hair.”

The kitchen sink was her salon so I was stationed there.

She soaked my locks, put in shampoo, which gentle hands would spread.

It felt so good, but tickled too, as mama scrubbed my head.

Staying still was always tough and more than once I didn’t.

But Mama’s patience was enough and she would wrap me in it.

The loving parent that she was, reminds me of my Lord

Who takes such pains to care for me with grace I can’t afford.

“Hold still my child” my Savior says. He bends to wash my sin.

Then patiently, he washes clean, the sins that lurk within.

The Savior’s heart, like Mama’s heart, shows through at every turn.

It’s my job to sit real still so He can help me learn.

Dear Jesus, Thank you for your loving heart that washed my sins away. I know it wasn’t easy, but you knew it was what we all needed, so you died on the cross for our sins. Help us to be still so you can work on us better. Do for us what we cannot do without you. Teach us to be more like you. Amen

With love from the Father to you, have a great 1st day of February!



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