Warning: This is an atypical sad post.
These last few days have been a little crazy. And I'm not even trying to use that as an excuse for not posting. My craziness has only been the residual craziness (and therefore, not the full brunt of craziness) of friend NerdMom's craziness. (I sure hope "craziness" is a word or the grammar police will be all over this post!) You see, for the last 3 months, she has been expecting her fourth child, but just had a miscarriage. She is a woman of great faith (though she might not admit it) as you can see in her hope through this trial. Read about it here and here. (Look for my appearance as "friends" in the second post!)
A while back, after another friend's miscarriage, I wrote this yet-to-be titled song. I think this is a good time to share it...
The day God gave you life
The smiles all around, they multiplied.
I couldn't conceal the joy I felt inside.
Such overflowing joy, I cried.
Hope of future life,
Hope of future love,
I wish I'd known you more.
Oh, hope of future life,
Hope of future love,
I'll always love and adore you.
I can't always explain
The way God moves His hand, oh I've tried.
But I want so much to understand
So I look for the good and I cry, I cry.
Hope of future life,
Hope of future love,
I wish I'd known you more.
Oh, hope of future life,
Hope of future love,
I'll always love and adore you.
The first face you ever knew
Was the face of your Savior, not mine.
But someday soon, you'll meet me too.
We'll walk hand in hand and we'll cry, we'll cry.
Till then you'll be my
Hope of future life,
Hope of future love,
I wish I'd known you more.
Oh, hope of future life,
Hope of future love,
I'll always love and adore you.
Thursday, July 06, 2006
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2 comments:
That's beautiful! Thanks for sharing.
Wow. I cried thru the whole thing... and you know me, I'm not a crier. The third verse is especially awesome. What a wonderful thought! It's amazing to think that a child of mine knows my Savior better than I do. What a wonderful comfort. Thanks Sara.
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