I couldn’t get this photo out of my mind – it speaks of a mother’s love & heartbreak. So I wrote a poem about it.
Writing Her Name On Her Back
The women of Ukraine,
worried they will die
before getting to safety,
write their children’s names
in magic marker
on their backs.
An echo of Eden,
of a father setting up camp
on the planet,
validating identity,
finding something immutable
to transcend his losses,
to write for generations
millennia removed from
that original breaking of his heart.
“this one is special,
take care of her
now that I no longer can,“
she writes.
If her tears could write instead,
if there were magic marker
for the spirit,
she would write indelibly a book.
She would write of dreams,
of kisses to be given,
of whispers and caresses projected,
of blessings prayed,
all weaving a net of protection
across time.
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Seth Barnes
I'm motivated to join God in his global reclamation project. He's on the move, setting his sons and daughters free from their places of captivity. And he's partnering with those of us who have been freed to go and free others.
Breaks my heart…but so thankful our Heavenly Father, their Heavenly Father is rescuing them and allowing you/AIM to intercepting these precious children…for such a season as this! Keep holding and loving them The Father is entrusting you with these special beautiful gifts. Oh what the enemy met for evil God is using for good