Motherhood.

I stumbled across this poem I wrote about motherhood and for my children back in 2011.
It made me tune in a little more to their fragile little lives today. It initiated thoughts and dreams of what their future might look like.
My hope is that they choose to love well...that no matter what life brings them- good or bad- that they will keep their hearts open to love and be loved well in return.
I hope they bloom where they are planted.
But most of all I hope they choose grace- That they trust in the Lord above all and are content with His plans for their lives.

Once upon a time, there was a little girl,
Who dreamt of moving mountains and conquering the world.
The sky it had no limit for she knew someday she'd be
all that God created this quiet girl to be.

"But what, she wondered will I be
when I grow up and see,
all that God created this curious girl to be?"
Oh the things that she could be,
Too many to decide.

Then one day that girl grew up and soon she realized,
She did not have to pick just one;
She would not have to choose.
Being a mommy requires them all,
everything under the sun!

That dream of moving mountains,
of conquering the world-
now looks like toy trucks and trains;
Like ribbons and of curls.

Now she wonders what you'll be and how you'll change the world.
How many mountains you will move?
Which choices you will choose?
Will you trust the Lord in all you do?
The mountains He will move.

For the sky it has no limit,
His love it reaches there.
So cling to this love so beautiful;
This love so rich and rare.