A Million Moms
Can there be a million
moms
Who cry for their
departed children?
And raise their hands to
God,
"Oh, why this
special burden?"
Oh, a million moms there
are,
And a million grieved
dads too.
Our tears flood the
rivers
Flowing from our hearts,
broken through.
Our children went before
us,
So a part of us is gone.
Only to be replaced by
The Spirit's voice that
says,
"Move On."
"Move On, you say,
but how
Can I ever be the same?
My baby's voice is
nowhere;
Only my heart echoes his
name."
"I Am a God of Compassion,
And comfort to you I will send.
You will have a new, select purpose;
Your message will help hearts mend."
"I know the number of your tears
And hear your prayers of lament.
Your child is glorified in Heaven now;
And their life has new fulfilment."
So tell their story of
courage,
And your dreams for them
you had.
For God has given you
new visions
And in Heaven, your
children will be glad.
You know you will always
be missing them,
And you understand they
are perfect up there.
To watch over us here on
Earth,
As you "move
on" and show others you care.
May our
"burden" become one of great Joy,
A peace only God can
bring.
A million souls touched
by God,
One day reunited,
Hallelujah we will sing!
Written by Coleene
VanTilburg
One of a Million Moms
who grieve their children,
Inspired by
participation on August 18, 2007
In the Million Mom
March.
((((hugs)))
ReplyDeleteI love you, Colleen. I am praying for you today.
PS I'm glad I met you last summer.
That was beautiful, Coleene.
ReplyDeleteYou touched me so deeply with your beautiful words. I'm thankful you embrace the peace only God can give. Hugs, Rita
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