Quite often I look at my babies,
And notice the features we share.
Could I choose just what they'd inherit
This would be my sincerest prayer:
To witness creation's magic
And the pain a brother hides
To shed the tears of compassion
Give them my mother's eyes.
To offer the lonely friendship
To patiently fill life's demands
To gracefully carry their burdens
Give them my mother's hands
That they may always speak kindly
Sing praises to Him and rejoice
Share truth and hope with all nations
Give them my mother's voice
Let them accept, love and welcome
Let them learn the great Master's art
Give them charity, courage and passion
Give them my mother's heart.
Holly, you've certainly inherited your mother's eyes, hands, voice and heart. More importantly, you've earned them and now have them as your own. Thank you for this thought and prayer.
ReplyDeleteLove, Dad