In her heart she holds the dreams
That she’s carried since the day she turned thirteen
Of all that she would be when she was grown
Of all that she would do when she was finally on her own
She dreamed she’d fly
And she’s still waiting for the chance to try
But in the meantime she’s a mother and a daughter and a wife
Doing all she can to stay above the daily grind
She wonders when she’ll ever have more meaning in her life
She doesn’t know she’s being molded and refined
In the meantime
Someday she’ll go back to school
When the carpools and the soccer games are through
‘caus deep inside she’s still the girl
Who’s always felt the fire to make a difference in the world
She dreams she’ll soar
When she finally has the time to do more
But in the meantime she’s a sister and a teacher and a friend
Hours turn into days that turn to years that never end
She wonders when she’ll ever really find herself again
But she’s becoming one on whom God can depend
In the meantime
Heaven feels the joy of every victory in her life
and heaven hears her heart before she cries
Somewhere in the middle of the triumphs and the trials
She’s becoming sanctified
But in the meantime she’s an answer and a blessing and a gift
To every empty, aching heart that only she can lift
She still wonders if she’ll ever get to see where heaven is
If she could only see her mansions waiting there
If she could only feel how much her Father cares
She would know she’s being perfectly prepared
In the meantime
Have a great Mothers Day!!
1 comment:
Thanks for posting this! Made me feel better about being a Mom today--in the midst of sitting all the messes I've yet to clean up!
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