As I grew,
What my mother taught me was all that I knew.
The Word of God will keep me from falling
And I need to abide by it without failing.
Mom knew when I was sad, angry, broken or mad
She always had a way to fix up things,
Her words of love and comfort in my ears still ring.
Now that I had to enter a new phase of life
I knew I had to let go of her and try to find love and comfort in his mother.
He and I courted for two years;
She seemed to be warm and loving,
My hopes arisen and I was at rest knowing that I’d be loved and cared for.
Today, as I stepped in the new shoe, all hopes shattered and me broken,
My mother knows it all as she feels my pain without me conveying;
Yet she is helpless and all she can do is strengthen.
‘Be Ruth’ is all that she can say.
But hardly does she realize how much that motivates me.
As I enter home I feel frozen and dead in the cold atmosphere,
Knowing I have no where else to go;
But then I abide in the shelter of the Almighty, resting in the cozy memories of mom,
And all I can again hear is ‘Be Ruth’…what she has taught me throughout.
I miss the gentle touch and I feel this is now my world;
I have to bend in order to mend, I have to cry and I have to try.
She isn’t bad, but for her love is for her girl and lad.
All I have is correction, hurt and words,
And I am to survive with that because I chose to live with that.
And Mom, you know I am strong, strong enough as you have prepared me to be;
Strong enough to continue gaining my strength from my Lord, My Rock;
I will fail you not, Mom.
With His joy being my strength, I can boldly say,
I don’t live with Naomi,
But all I remember is ‘Be Ruth’…and that I will.
