Little hands, shoeless feet, lonely eyes looking back at me
Will we leave behind the innocent too brief
On their own, on the run when their lives have only begun
These could be our daughters and our sons
And just like a drum I can hear their hearts beating
I know my God won’t let them be defeated
Every child has a dream to belong and be loved
[Chorus:]
Boys become kings, girls will be queens
Wrapped in Your majesty
When we love, when we love the least of these
Then they will be brave and free
Shout your name in victory
When we love when we love the least of these
When we love the least of these
Break our hearts once again
Help us to remember when
We were only children hoping for a friend
Won’t you look around these are the lives that the world has forgotten
Waiting for doors of our hearts and our homes to open
[Chorus]
If not us who will be like Jesus
To the least of these
If not us tell me who will be like Jesus
Like Jesus to the least of these
Boys become kings, girls will be queens
Wrapped in your majesty
When we love, when we love the least of these
Then they will be brave and free shout your name in victory
We will love we will love the least of these
We will love the least of these
We will love the least of these
We will love the least of these
We will love the least of these
We will love the least of these
Will we leave behind the innocent too brief
On their own, on the run when their lives have only begun
These could be our daughters and our sons
And just like a drum I can hear their hearts beating
I know my God won’t let them be defeated
Every child has a dream to belong and be loved
[Chorus:]
Boys become kings, girls will be queens
Wrapped in Your majesty
When we love, when we love the least of these
Then they will be brave and free
Shout your name in victory
When we love when we love the least of these
When we love the least of these
Break our hearts once again
Help us to remember when
We were only children hoping for a friend
Won’t you look around these are the lives that the world has forgotten
Waiting for doors of our hearts and our homes to open
[Chorus]
If not us who will be like Jesus
To the least of these
If not us tell me who will be like Jesus
Like Jesus to the least of these
Boys become kings, girls will be queens
Wrapped in your majesty
When we love, when we love the least of these
Then they will be brave and free shout your name in victory
We will love we will love the least of these
We will love the least of these
We will love the least of these
We will love the least of these
We will love the least of these
We will love the least of these
I've honestly struggled with Motherhood lately. I know now it was truly Satan getting to me. I was at a point where I hated being a Mother. Being a Mom was not what I envisioned. I was looking at other Moms with bio kids and wishing I had that. I wished for kids that loved me just because I was their Mom. I wished for the business of life and endless counseling and dr. appointments to end. I wished to be anywhere but in my house. It was TOUGH!
Then, I started a new Beth Moore Bible Study with my sweet sista girls. It's on the fruits of the spirit. The first video we watched was just for me- no one else in our group. I'm learning (again) to give my fleshly self to the Lord every day. He can change my heart- he already is working on it. I have to pray daily to have a love for my kids- it's not natural here in our house. I pray daily/minutely to be able to parent these kids with Reactive Attachment Disorder.
I was thinking about all of this on the way home from lunch with Luke. This song came on the radio. The Lord reminded me again that this is my calling. It's not for everyone. It's certainly not easy. Then again, I don't think I've ever taken the easy path. I am used to being in control- of everything- and being organized. Well, that's all gone out the window now!
The Lord is enjoying keeping me on my toes. I'm learning to enjoy being a Mom again. Isn't it always like Him to want to stretch us far beyond where we think we can go? If someone had told me 2 years ago I'd feel like this or have been where I was some weeks ago- I wouldn't have imagined it. In fact, we'd never have gone through the adoption process to begin with. Robert and Asia would be a statistic and still in the system.
I laughed today when Luke and I were talking about our dreams for the kids. Bio parents across the board see college, lawyers, doctors, etc. for their kids. We're just happy if ours aren't in prison or pregnant! It truly is the little things!
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