HMC1957
Beloved Servant
There was a time Lord when I could cradle him as he cried, and devote myself to the nurture and care of my treasured son.
There was a time Lord when I could fill his days with joyful play, new adventures and provide warmth and love for my treasured son.
There was a time Lord, when I could cuddle up, and listen to his cares, sift and solve the problems, make him feel secure and safe.
At this new time Lord, I can’t erase the sadness, I can’t provide joy, or cuddle away the worries, depression and burdens of my treasured son.
He has grown, beyond my simple care, adrift from the joys I can bring him, apart from the sanctuary of a mother’s arms, yet he will always be my treasured son.
He needs You Father God, Your spirit to comfort his mind, Your strength and hope to bring joy, Your truth and peace to ease his worries.
So I give him to You Lord Jesus. I sit at the foot of the cross and ask You to move in the mind, heart and life of my treasured son. I thank-You.
In Your Holy name. Amen.
There was a time Lord when I could fill his days with joyful play, new adventures and provide warmth and love for my treasured son.
There was a time Lord, when I could cuddle up, and listen to his cares, sift and solve the problems, make him feel secure and safe.
At this new time Lord, I can’t erase the sadness, I can’t provide joy, or cuddle away the worries, depression and burdens of my treasured son.
He has grown, beyond my simple care, adrift from the joys I can bring him, apart from the sanctuary of a mother’s arms, yet he will always be my treasured son.
He needs You Father God, Your spirit to comfort his mind, Your strength and hope to bring joy, Your truth and peace to ease his worries.
So I give him to You Lord Jesus. I sit at the foot of the cross and ask You to move in the mind, heart and life of my treasured son. I thank-You.
In Your Holy name. Amen.
