Testimonies

Meant to Be

Rochelle
       
She begins stirring so softly inside her
Just like a flower beginning to grow
Blissfully happy; all comfy and cozy
Dreaming of mommy she doesn't yet know

Peacefully sleeping within her warm bubble
Contented, she sucks on a small, wrinkled thumb
Soothed by the sound of her whispering heartbeat
Sensing with pleasure what she soon will become

She is excited but has to be patient
Her Heavenly Father must finish her first
He still needs to add some personal touches
To have her just perfect for her future birth

Her thoughts drift ahead to the wondrous moment
She gazes in trust on mommy's dear face
Mommy will gently hold her and kiss her
Murmur she's loved and will always be safe

She wonders what life will be like on the outside
Filled with a yearning to know what life has in store
She anxiously kicks in her haste to get started
Hurry, Heavenly Father!  Please open the door!

She's almost finished now; she can just feel it
Anticipation is starting to show
She has two hands and curls ten, tiny fingers        
Made to hold mommy and never let go

She has two ears that are willing to listen
To mommy's soft voice whenever she speaks
Two feet with ten toes all wiggling and squirming
Eager to take her wherever she seeks

Two bright eyes to look at the splendors
Of the world she's waiting to see           
And the sight of her precious mommy
With her she is longing to be

A nose to smell all the fragrant aromas
A mouth to cry, smile, and be able to say
"Mommy, I love you.  I am truly thankful
To have you for my very own," everyday 

"My mommy she must be someone oh, so special  
She wants me now with her I can tell                  
Please Heavenly Father!  I can't wait any longer  
I know I'm ready, healthy and well!"

All of a sudden a pain comes from nowhere
Her body feels like she's being torn all apart
"Help me mommy!" she screams; silently pleading
Then the touch of a hand gently presses her heart

She looks upon the dear face of Jesus
A sad, sweet smile is on His face
With arms outstretched before her, He whispers
"Come with me to My Father's Place."

"Oh, no!  I am waiting to see my mommy
She is waiting to see me, too
I want to stay here so I can be with her
I just can't leave until I do."

She slowly understands his meaning
As sadness overwhelms her soul
Her mommy hadn't meant to keep her
Didn't really love her at all

She wonders on things she will never now know
On the world she'll never see
In anguish she looks up at Jesus and cries
"I was never meant to be."

Jesus answers, "My child, how I love you
You are very precious to me
You have a special place deep in my heart
Safe with me you always will be

Your Heavenly Father took such tender care
When making each part of you
Before the world was made you were meant to be
My Life I gave up for you."

Pure, sweet joy caresses each one of her senses
A happy smile lights up her face
Jesus kisses and cradles her close his heart
And takes her to His Father's Place. 


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