Her Story Unfolds
"Mama, was I an orphan?"
She questions from out of the blue.
"Yes, Baby, you certainly were,
But that was before we adopted you."
Her questions, the same yet different,
Are repeated year after year;
As she grows in understanding, and
Her story becomes even more clear.
She knows that her story is different,
So her questions are quite a big deal;
Cause she so wants to know her story
To believe what is really real.
Born with no real future or past,
A baby house in a far away place;
Now confidently knowing that she belongs
In our family's loving embrace.
So I'll always answer her questions,
As any loving mother would do;
And help her sort out her story.
I'll teach her the things that are true.
But more than anything else, I pray
As she seeks and desires to know;
That she'll see the work of God's hand,
And her faith will continue to grow.
by Diane Proctor
Oct 15, 2011
