As the farmer listened,
To the howling North wind blow,
He knew it was only a matter of time,
'Til there would be snow.
While he sat there in his chair,
And continued to rock,
He thought he heard something,
That sounded like a knock!
He walked swiftly across the floor,
And with much effort opened the door.
He was certainly shocked at what he found.
For a baby in heavy blankets lay on the ground.
This touching sight caused him to sigh.
And when they came back inside,
The young child began to cry.

He unwrapped the child,
And found pinned to his coat,
The following hastily scribbled note:
It read, "Sir, you are known far and wide,"
"As a righteous man."
"And I know I could never give my son,"
"The things that you can."
"So, after much thought,"
"I decided to give him to God and you!"
"I pray that God will forgive me,"
"For what I must do."

The farmer's wife took the baby,
And watched o'er him all night,
Making sure everything would be all right!
But, it was obvious,
He had been well taken care of.
So, his mother surely gave him up,
Because of her love.
The farmer searched the next morning,
All around.
But, the snow had covered,
The footprints on the ground.

The next few days he searched,
Far and wide with frantic pace.
However, the mother seemed to have disappeared,
Without leaving a trace!
Since he and his wife lived all alone,
They decided to raise the little boy,
As their own.
They named him Samuel,
And for short called him, "Sam!"
They considered him a gift,
From the Great I Am!

As time progressed little Samuel grew,
And one day when he was barely two,
He was playing in the yard,
And in the shadow dim,
Unoticed, a young lady stood watching him!
She made no move nor a word did say.
She just bowed her head and walked away.

There were many such incidents,
Like the one that day.
But she never tried to approach him in any way.
In time Sam grew into a handsome young man,
Who became a preacher according to God's plan!

One night as he preached revival in town,
A middle-aged lady came in and sat down.
Folks in the crowd turned around to see,
As they wondered who the lady could be!
John three and sixteen was the preacher's text,
And at the end of his sermon,
The altar call was next!
He said,"Please come to the altar one and all,"
"For whosoever the Lord our God shall call,"
"If they cast all doubt and fear aside,"
"Their souls shall be cleansed,"
"In Calvary's tide!"

Suddenly, the lady weeping as she went,
Approached the altar to repent!
She cried, "Oh, God have mercy on me,"
And Jesus set her captive spirit free!
Then, she slowly arose to her feet,
While in Christ feeling so complete!
She faced the young preacher,
And their eyes met,
In a moment they both would never forget!
He thought to himself,
"Do we know each other?"
Oh, how she wanted to say,
"I'm your mother!"
But, she just complemented him,
On the preaching he had done,
And walked away whispering,
"May God be with you, my son!"

By Robert F. Dotson
Copyright 2003
Šused with permission.Read more of his poetry
here.
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