Monday, March 1, 2021

You Are So Real To Me

Tiny fingers, tiny toes,
And nobody knows.
God is forming you,
Love is shaping you.
You are bringing Him glory.
It's all part of your story.
You are so real to Him.


Tiny fingers, tiny toes,
And only God knows.
You're God's tiny secret.
His plan is already set.
How will you bring Him glory?
What will be your story? 
You are so real to Him.


Tiny fingers, tiny toes
Now your Mommy knows.
I'm a little nervous, even scared.
Wondering if I'm prepared. 
You are so real to me.
I dream of what you'll be.
You are so real to me.


Tiny fingers, tiny toes.
You're really there; I know.
All the signs are beginning to show.
I'm planning where you'll sleep.
I'm hoping you're mine to keep.
I'm planning what I'll do;
Baby bump photos, too.
What will your announcement be?
You are so real to me!


Tiny fingers, tiny toes,
I can't wait to share the news!!
Will I use purples or blues?
Will you be a girl or boy?
I wanna buy you a new toy!
Yes, you're really there;
And I can't wait to share.
You are so real to me!


Tiny fingers, tiny toes
I'm starting to count down the days.
Baby names on my radar always.
You're all I can think about.
How do I keep this from getting out?
You are so real, you are so real to me.


These tiny fingers, these tiny toes,
Nobody sees them; nobody knows.
God's plan was not my own.
He turned my heart to stone.
I saw your tiny fingers and tiny toes.
I knew you were gone and I just froze.
In disbelief I stared,
Definitely not prepared.
For all the grief this would bring.
For just how much this would sting.
How could this bring Him glory?
Why did He choose this story?


No more tiny fingers or tiny toes.
But still, nobody knows.
All that's left is grief.
And it brings no relief.
That's how you brought Him glory.
But it's not the end of your story.


I still see those
Tiny fingers and tiny toes
At night when my eyes close.
God used your story to bless mine.
Even a year later, you still shine.
My Faith was tested and I know it's real.
My Grief remains, but my Joy it couldn't steal.
I'm a part of your story. 
I saw you bring God glory.
You are still real, you are still real to me.


~ Lizzie Oct. 13, 2020

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