GOD'S PHOTO ALBUM
Today I looked a photo albums.
Watched you grow up before my eyes.
A beauitful fat cheeked baby.
To a fantastic young woman.
In family groups or those of you alone.
Some make me laugh, some make me cry.
If I'd known you would leave me so young.
I would have taken more.
Saved everything you'd drawn.
Recorded every song you ever sung.
Tonight when I went to bed.
I saw your face and heard everything you'd said.
Then I realized God was never unprepaired.
He had his camera ready, his tape recorder on.
He captured it all.
His pictures are centered, in focus.
He caught you before you could turn your head.
And the volume set so he caught every word you said.
My album may not have all in it I wish were there.
But Gods' is full and He lets me look at it anytime.
He's always ready to share.