Wednesday, July 25, 2012

Heaven's Nursery

I don't know who wrote this so I can't give credit. I was sent this by a friend after a previous miscarriage and found it again.  Wishing I could hold our newest member in heaven's nursery.


In Heaven there must surely be 
A special place, a nursery 
Where 'little spirits' not fully grown 
Go to live in their Heavenly home. 

The angels must attend with love 
Tiny spirits on wings of doves, 
The choir of angels must sing lullabies 
Maybe quieten their tiny cries. 

The Father must come by each day 
To cuddle and play in a special way 
These tiny spirits left earth too soon 
Little ones called Home from the womb. 

These sparks of life did not perish 
But came to the Father's love to cherish, 
To grow and be taught in His own arms 
Safely away from all earthly harm. 

The comforter was sent to earth at once 
To the parents who lost their little one 
Their hearts so ache, their arms feel empty 
The question 'why' seems so tempting. 

Then all at once in the midst of tears 
There comes a peace that stills the fears 
The parents share the Father's own need 
To hold their tiny spirit being. 

They relinquish their own desperate hold 
And release their baby to the Father's fold, 
Then comes an angel to whisper the truth 
Of a nursery in Heaven bearing rich fruit 

Of tiny spirits chosen to worship the Father 
A place that couldn't be filled by another, 
Called to be spared from the struggles of earth, 
Chosen to be one of Heaven's births. 

So Father, whisper words of love from me 
To our unborn life in your nursery.