Here’s to moms who’ve lost a child.
Whose hearts have teetered on the edge.
When the eternal met the sweet, earthly soul.
The mom’s that have shed a thousand tears.
While piercing pain rips through their soul.
Mom’s who get up every morning.
Put one foot in front of the other.
Who press through the day and create a home
A home fractured and never the same.
The mom’s that stand by their child’s bed.
With wracking sobs.
With wracking sobs.
The longing that sears.
The ache; a gaping wound.
Here’s to the mom’s that have bowed their knee to the ground in
humble submission to the Savior and King of Kings.
humble submission to the Savior and King of Kings.
The same King who now holds their precious bundle.
Who carry the ache.
Who listen to words of “you’ll heal” and “someday it won’t hurt so much”.
All spoken by well meaning friends who have no idea.
The mom’s who smile and nod and ache inside.
Whose arms are empty.
Here’s to the moms who go through this life always missing.
Who need an extra hug.
Who catch their breath at the what will never be’s.
Here’s to those moms.
The mom’s who smile and nod and ache inside.
Whose arms are empty.
Here’s to the moms who go through this life always missing.
Who need an extra hug.
Who catch their breath at the what will never be’s.
Here’s to those moms.
Here’s to the promise that will carry those moms through.
The life giving breath from a Savior on high.
The strength that will rise.
The hope of a reunion.
Pushing through the days until we meet again.
Remembering we are held. `
Jeremiah 31:3-4
The LORD appeared to us in the past, saying: “I have loved you with an everlasting love; I have drawn you with unfailing kindness.I will build you up again, and you, Virgin Israel, will be rebuilt. Again you will take up your timbrels and go out to dance with the joyful.