A Mothers Prayer
By LadyBugzZ
~A MOTHERS PRAYER~ 'OH LORD,' I prayed on bend-ed knee... 'A mother Lord, you'll let me be. A precious spirit from above, who needs a home and lots of love. I'll try to keep him safe and warm, and protect him Lord from any harm.' 'My child, I'll send you not just one... but many children here will come. Children will come to you in part... not from the womb but from the heart. They'll come to you both big and small, with broken spirits they will call. You'll need to comfort, calm their fears, and wipe away their saddened tears. Unlike a skinned and bandaged knee, their wounds are deep, and hard to see. So shelter , feed, and keep them warm, and love them through life's bitter storm. I cannot say how long they'll stay... your job's to help them on their way. They'll put your patience to the test, and all I ask, is do your best.' 'Thank you Lord, your wish fulfill... I'll try my best to do thy will.' With that the Lord then did depart, His message swelled within my heart. I only hope that I can be... the 'Mother' that He sees in me. To stand before Him meek and mild, and have Him say, 'Well done my child.' Written by: Shelly Erickson. Written November 28th, 2001 © on Nov 28 2001 04:18 AM PST 18 • 0 • 10
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"~A MOTHERS PRAYER~ 'OH LORD,' I prayed on bend-ed knee... 'A mother Lord, you'll let me be. A precious spirit from above, who needs a home and lots of love. I'll try to keep him safe and warm, and protect him Lord from any harm.' 'My child, I'll send you not just one... but many children here will come. Children will come to you in part... not from the womb but from the heart. They'll come to you both big and small, with broken spirits they will call. You'll need to comfort, calm their fears, and wipe away their saddened tears. Unlike a skinned and bandaged knee, their wounds are deep, and hard to see. So shelter , feed, and keep them warm, and love them through life's bitter storm. I cannot say how long they'll stay... your job's to help them on their way. They'll put your patience to the test, and all I ask, is do your best.' 'Thank you Lord, your wish fulfill... I'll try my best to do thy will.' With that the Lord then did depart, His message swelled within my heart. I only hope that I can be... the 'Mother' that He sees in me. To stand before Him meek and mild, and have Him say, 'Well done my child.' Written by: Shelly Erickson...."