From God's Arms, To My Arms, To Your Arms

So many wrong decisions in my past, I'm not quite sure
If I can ever hope to trust my judgment anymore.
But lately I've been thinking,
Cause it's all I've had to do.

And in my heart I feel that I
Should give this child to you.
And maybe, you could tell your baby,
When you love him so, that he's been loved before, By someone, who delivered your son,
From God's arms, to my arms, to yours.

If you choose to tell him,
If he wants to know,
How the one who gave him life
Could bear to let him go.

Just tell him there were sleepless nights,
I prayed and paced the floors,
And knew the only peace I'd find,
Was if this child was yours.

And maybe, you could tell your baby,
When you love him so, that he's been loved before,
By someone, who delivered your son,
From God's arms, to my arms, to yours.

This may not be the answer,
For another girl like me.
But I'm not on a soapbox,
Saying how we all should be.

I'm just trusting in my feelings,
And I'm trusting God above

 

And I'm trusting you can give this baby
Both his mothers' love.
And maybe, you could tell your baby,
When you love him so, that he's been loved before,
By someone, who delivered your son,
From God's arms, to my arms, to yours.

 

Author: Based on writings of a young birth mother, with the help of song writer, Michael McLean) 


Caleb's birth mother will always have a special place in our family, she seems in a strange way like she is part of the family. I find myself praying for her, thinking about her, wondering how she is doing. I cannot imagine making the decision that she did, but I am oh so grateful that she did. 

L---this is for you. We will be doing our best to raise your boy that was fashioned in your womb. We will tell him the story, speak well of you, and pray for you. You will always be the braver of his two mothers. 

Wishing you well today,