“Apparently periods aren’t periods in the hand of God.”
Here’s my spoken word piece “Period.” for The Gospel Coalition Advent Concert. It touches on the pain of infertility and the hope that Christ offers.
Be sure to watch the full concert at TGC.org/SongsofHope.
Thank you to my husband Jon for shooting and editing this video for me!
Hannah had her
period
in cycles
like
infinite loops
of the same death
sentence: you
will never be a mom
period.
are a barren stump
period.
always period.
never a comma.
a period.
no exclamation.
But blood led Hannah
to worship, though wordless
her life His
period.
Apparently
periods
aren’t
periods
in the hand of God
life soon swam inside
and Hannah’s song
echoed history’s halls
and Mary’s mouth, the Magnificat
filled the mother of Messiah
he was a barren stump
cut off before bloom
no descendants, doomed
to death sentence
period.
But on a bloody, barren tree
became fruitful womb
birthing children
from every nation
filling the mouths
of would-be moms
with
a more magnificent song:
“By His blood
I am the mother
of many sons and daughters
By His blood
I am honored
both child and mother
period.”
