From God’s Arms, To My Arms, To Yours
So many wrong decisions in my past, I’m not quite sure
If I can ever hope to trust my judgement 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.
I know that you don’t have to do this,
but could you kiss him once for me?
the first time that he ties his shoe
or falls or skins his knees.
and could you hold him twice as long
when he makes his first mistake
and try to tell him that he’s not alone?
Sometimes that’s all it takes.
I know how much he’ll ache.
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.
~Michael McLean~
dayla is one of the strongest people i know. i have always believed in adoption…always felt that when mothers unselfishly give their child a family who can offer them more than they ever could…and seeing a couple who has been unable to have a child and has waited, sometimes years, for a child of heir own, and seeing the aching that comes with the emptiness…i truly feel that adoption is God’s way of healing both hearts. and to witness that first hand is an almost indescribable experience. the spirit in the hospital room when dayla placed the baby into her new mother’s arms was the sweetest feeling i have ever felt in my life. it was amazing to see a family begin and the joy radiating from the new parents. and the words dayla spoke were ‘i always knew she wasn’t meant for me. i am so glad i could be a part of completing a family.’ how many of us could be that strong or unselfish? to realize that maybe you aren’t ready to be a parent, and yet continue to carry a child so that someone else’s family could be complete?
dayla you are such a wonderful young woman. words cannot express my love for you and how much i worry and care for you and your future. you will do and have done many great things in your life. your smile brightens my day, and my family adores you. remember you are a daughter of god who knows all of your desires, fears and hopes and listens when you pray. remember who you are and that you are loved by so many.
