Thursday, April 21, 2011

To Praise Him

Jesus, my Lord, my savior
I want to praise thee
With my voice reaching up to heaven
I want to praise thee with music and dance

But my songs are interrupted with baby cries
And my dance is held off until my hands are not so full

How can I honor thee as a mother of 6 younglings?

Every time I touch my children, I will do it with the gentleness of thy handsdvvygxcffnjhhgdsdddgvvvgggyyttuui