When God sends forth a little soul
To learn the ways of earth
A mothers love is waiting there
We call this miracle birth
When God call back a tiny soul
And stills a fleeting breath
A fathers love is waiting there
This too is birth, not death.
Unknown
Sometimes when a light
goes out in our life
and we are left in darkness
and do not know which way to go.
We must put our hand into the hand of God
and ask Him to lead us...
and if we let our life become a prayer
until we are strong enough
to stand under the weight
of our own thoughts again,
somehow even the most difficult
hours are bearable.
(Helen Steiner Rice)
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