Loving One of These
Though she longed for her own children, Gently taught she of the Savior, Little ones, with no attention, Children need a loving Mother
Though her loving arms were holding Not to one was she blood mother; © 1980 Joan Clifton Costner
God supplied a steady flow;
And her life was filled with youngsters,
As the years would come and go.
Little hearts received with joy!
Steadily, she wisely counseled
With a young and wayward boy.
Fell into the lady’s plans
And she loved and guided gently,
Trusting God would understand.
Who has time to listen well;
Who can watch their face intently,
As their stories they do tell.
Children other than her own,
Still, the mother love was given;
Still, the seeds of love were sown.
But I wonder how God sees.
Does birthing make a mother,
Or is it loving one of these?