Oh Heavenly Father,
As I sit here
tonight, I wonder, why me?
How am I equipped to do this thing, which I am so
obviously called to do?
As I ponder this, I know it really does not matter.
Here I am, holding this magnificent baby boy.
When he looks up at me, the whole world melts away.
I get lost in his love.
It’s almost like he IS love.
I want you to know
Father, that I will do my best to raise your son.
I will feed him, and change
him, and sing him to sleep.
I will do all the things that you cannot do here on
earth.
But Father, don’t ask me not to
love him, because I already do.
He holds my heart in those tiny little fingers.
No matter what tomorrow holds for us,
this future king will always be my little
boy.
Written by
Trish McAllister
December 2012
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