My niece has an 11 month old daughter who is exploring her world, those first steps, discovering doors and what lies behind them...experiencing life. I send my 18 year old daughter out in the world soon, those first "steps", discovering "doors" and what lies behind them...experiencing life.
The melancholy my niece expressed in seeing her little one grow...wanting her to progress, but still wanted to hold onto the innocence of her baby... is little different than I feel seeing my little one step into the next chapter of her life. I think of how Christ loves the children. If my children could feel that, if I could feel that, how would our world be different? What would our actions be?
If you have never heard this song or even if you have...please listen to it and read the lyrics.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CTZFIcqnQMg
Can you hear the prayer of the children?
On bended knee, in the shadow of an unknown room
Empty eyes with no more tears to cry
Turning heavenward toward the light
Crying Jesus, help me
To see the morning light-of one more day
But if I should die before I wake,
I pray my soul to take
Can you feel the hearts of the children?
Aching for home, for something of their very own
Reaching hands, with nothing to hold on to,
But hope for a better day a better day
Crying Jesus, help me
To feel the love again in my own land
But if unknown roads lead away from home,
Give me loving arms, away from harm
Can you hear the voice of the children?
Softly pleading for silence in a shattered world?
Angry guns preach a gospel full of hate,
Blood of the innocent on their hands
Crying Jesus, help me
To feel the sun again upon my face,
For when darkness clears I know you're near,
Bringing peace again
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