Those kiddos! I love them dearly. God has reminded me from time to time that they really are not mine. They are His! I’m thankful He has given my husband and I the privilege to raise them. I know one day, if the Lord tarries that they will leave “the nest”. One day I was thinking about this and wrote the following poem.
There’s a truth at times brought back to me of which I have long known,
my children, though so dear to me are really not my own.
They have been such a part of me. I hold them close in heart,
but they’ve belonged to God above right from their very start
. We’ve many happy memories. We’re bound by love’s strong cords.
Yet there’s no escaping the fact that they really are the Lord’s.
The little girl is replaced by a woman. That young boy has become a man.
My prayer and desire for them is that they live to fulfill God’s plan.
And though the time will come when they leave the proverbial “nest”,
I trust in their Creator to lead them in the way that is best.
Things will change as the kids grow up. They may become husbands or wives.
I pray there will be one constant thing,
Jesus, the center of their lives.