| "A Hectic Sunday Morning" It was a hectic Sunday morning; most moms will understand. I had given her a soapy scrub in a little bathing pan. She played while I cooked breakfast, splashing water on the rug. Then I dried and dressed her, tied her sash and got a hug! Put on the finishing touches, fixed her hair up with a bow. Lacey socks and shiny shoes, she was good to go! Then down the hall I sprinted to finish my attire. When I checked the clock it was just before the hour. Suddenly, I remembered something I'd left undone, so I raced back to the kitchen and found my little one... Playing oh-so-happily, clapping her dripping hands. Sitting fully clothed, in the little bathing pan. Rub-a-dub-dub, I forgot to empty the tub! |
| "Dana's Special Treasure" On a summer afternoon in the quiet of the day, She led me to a favorite place, invited me to play. My heart was somewhat heavy, my mind on fretful things. I'd rather have just held her or sat by her in the swing. So much older than my young one, I sighed as she sat down. Then, reluctantly I joined her in the sand upon the ground. At first I merely watched as she ran her fingers through, But her delight was so intriguing that I had to try it too. Just one handful and I realized the treasure she had found. A million tiny granules over-poured without a sound. Sifting through my fingers, glist'ning in the warming sun, I marvelled at the brilliance and uniqueness of each one. Suddenly, I was reminded, His thoughts of us are numberless. Like the grains of sparkling sand I held, His love is measureless. Each diamond-grain bore witness, He is mindful of our needs. We are more to Him by far, than the sparrow that He feeds. So I let go of my worry, and I thanked her with a smile. And I played right there beside her for the longest little while. |
Child of my heart Before you were conceived inside of me, you were born in the mind of God... He knit you together in my womb before I knew you were there.* My body welcomed your presence with nourishment and care. And when I learned you were well on your way, I laughed and rejoiced and celebrated the day. From that moment forward, I gave you my all; My thoughts, my prayers, my whispered calls. And in my heart you grew and grew with unknown face and unknown "Who" Whom would you be? A him; A her? I counted the days and knew for sure... I'd love you no matter boy or girl... And gladly receive you into my world. Then came that fateful, rainy day. The doctor stole my joy away... But only for a fleeting time... While I prayed alone to seek and find... That all God's plans remained unchanged, though from man's view nothing was the same. I just held on tighter to you , and to Him and lived with unanswered "whys"' and "whens"'... He simply gave me the "what" and the "how"... To love and to trust what His will allowed. And when you came with lusty cry, I joined in praise and beamed with pride. Your journey here was marked with pain, But matched unquestionably with unrestrained... Love and laughter, joy and glee, Kisses and hugs and treasures unleashed. Our seven years were far too few, I wanted so much more time with you... But I let go, in reluctant submission with peace that you had fulfilled your mission... You left my arms, but for a season And though I may not know the reason I keep the promise I made from the start... You are always,forever inside of my heart! *Psalm 139 |
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