All truth ultimately comes from God; it just comes through some odd routes. I turned on the radio a few minutes ago, and listened to this song. The poignancy and timing struck me, and I couldn’t resist the impulse to blog about it.

This Sunday marks the first of many firsts through the course of the next 10 months: it’s the first Mother’s Day without Ian. There’s nothing I can do to make it better; it, like all the other firsts, will have to be endured. Yet, listening to this song, it felt like God was saying: Yes, I know that you miss your son. I know it hurts; I felt the same hurt while My Son was on the cross, and I turned my back to him. I feel your pain as well. But, in truth, it won’t be long until you get to see and hold Ian again. Please remember that, in light of eternity, this suffering is lasting but a moment. I made it possible for you to see your son again, and you will hold him once more.

Deb, I love you. Before we know it, we will hear Ian’s laugh again.

Mother and Child Reunion
by Paul Simon

No I would not give you false hope
On this strange and mournful day
But the mother and child reunion
Is only a motion away

Oh, little darling of mine
I can’t for the life of me
Remember a sadder day
I know they say let it be
But it just don’t work out that way
And the course of a lifetime runs
Over and over again

No I would not give you false hope
On this strange and mournful day
But the mother and child reunion
Is only a motion away

Oh, little darling of mine
I just can’t believe its so,
And though it seems strange to say
I never been laid so low
In such a mysterious way
And the course of a lifetime runs
Over and over again

But I would not give you false hope
On this strange and mournful day
When the mother and child reunion
Is only a moment away