A Gift Of Love


God wants to tell you where I was
When all these things began;
I know that back in time, somewhere
Mom, you thought God must have a plan.

For in the beginning, when you and Dad met
You fell very much in love;
There were some difficult challenges
You prayed for wisdom from above.

You had an interesting courtship
As you worked some problems through;
Then you set a wedding date
Your commitment had proved true.

The wedding day finally arrived
Mom, you were a beautiful bride;
Dad, you were the handsomest of men
At the church, many guests waited within.

The wedding was an awesome event
Many invitations had been sent;
You joined your lives together that day
You vowed until death, together you'd stay.

Your lives seemed perfect at the start
Then loneliness crept into Mama's heart;
A tiny bundle of joy her arms craved
These thoughts in her mind would not depart.

As time went on, this hunger grew
I want a child, was all she knew;
Please, God in heaven, hear my prayer
Send me a baby so my love I can share.

Mama, God saw your tears of pain
God saw Dad try to comfort you;
You wanted a baby more than anything
After all, now you wore a wedding ring.

Mama, God heard your anguished cries
And saw your broken heart;
I must do something to help, God said
To heal my daughter's heart.

It took a good amount of time
There were anxious moments, too;
Remember when you talked to Aunt Lynne
Then with your Dad, too?

God had a precious little spirit
Who he wanted to send to earth;
God knew who he could send her to
Who'd raise her up to love God, too.

After all was said and done
God sent a daughter, not a son;
But I will love you with all my might
I'll honor you and I'll turn out right!

You see, you are all the world to me
You're all I'd ever hope to see;
Like both of you I want to be
Please understand one thing about me.

I came to you from God above
To join my life to yours, with love;
Jesus will be my Lord, someday
When I'm big enough to praise and pray.

I want to make you, both, proud of me
I want to be all that I can be;
When on my face, a smile breaks through
See God's face smiling back at you.

Dedicated to Jennifer Rose
Words by Lynne Gilmore
Inspired by the Holy Spirit
December 15, 2000