Breaking The Rules

Sometimes breaking the rules is justified.

My son came home today
suspension papers in hand.
He said, “Don’t get mad, Mom.
It was just the way we planned.”

I sat down to talk to him,
to learn what he’d done wrong.
He wore a smile on his face
and sang a Christian song.

After I read the papers,
I found out he skipped school.
I looked at him pointedly.
“Do you think I’m a fool?”

He said, “Mom, you don’t get it.
At school they take away free speech.
I have a friend in hard times,
so we went down to the beach.

“The first thing when we got there,
I asked if she knew Christ.
She shook her head, saying no,
so I said, ‘He’s changed my life.’

“I shared about my defiance
and the wrongs that I had done,
but when I came to live with you,
you taught me about his love.

“Before the day was over,
she said that sinner’s prayer.
Do we have a Bible, Mom,
I can take over there?”

I looked at him, my face was wet,
my heart was full of pride.
My son had shared the message
about why Jesus died.

I laid the Bible in his hands
and smiled at him so bright.
I told him: “Please don’t worry, son,
cause what you did is right.”


Author's Note: I know there are a couple areas where this does not rhyme perfectly, and where the meter is off a tad. I am mostly interested in reviews based on the message. Thank you.