I started my song in 6/8 time - a good swaying lullaby kind of song.
...and the words came.
Abba
Abba Father
I want - (this is where the music in my head comes to a record scratching halt)
"No God, that's not what this song is about. I'm supposed to put something poetic in this spot about changing diapers, bottles, and potty training - all the things I long to do as a Mom. This is where I share my heart with you and you listen and orchestrate a plan or three to bless me because I believe you have enough love for me even when times are hard. K?"
So I started the lilting melody again:
Abba
Abba Father
I want .... "Fine."
(And I opened my hand-again, smiled, sensed His loving smile - and maybe a chuckle as I took a deep breath and released the rest of my song)
I want Your will
Abba Father
Children of
The Heavenly Father
Safely in His bosom gather
Nestling bird or star in heaven
See the refuge He has given
Abba
Abba Father
I want your will
Abba Father
Show me your way
Give me your heart
Show me your face
You have my heart.
Then I sang the rest of the hymn with my new refrain and the words cut my heart. I've always loved it, but it has new meaning as a potential foster mom.
Though He gives
Or He takes
Abba Father never forsakes
It's His loving purpose solely
To preserve them
Pure and holy.
From The Lord
His children severUnto then His grace He shows
And our sorrows
ALL He knows
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