we freely give our children all the treasures of the earth, bestowing toys and tokens ceaselessly from birth.
showing our love, the proof of our care, amusements sought beyond compare.
in our hearts the truth is known, will they embrace it when they are grown?
showing them the way to live, the pearl of great price not ours to give.
our petitions ceaseless for their souls – anguished cries filling golden bowls, for hearts held hostage by Satan’s lies, minds in darkness, God’s truth disguised.
our gifts long forgotten lie broken, lost, set aside – leaving a trail of longing so deep and so wide, that only the love of God for man the chasm crosses, healing deep enough for all our losses.
ours to pray, a sacred task – we wait with hope that what we ask, will yet be done in His perfect will, each child’s heart His love shall fill.
each one must choose, salvation’s gift is free – but while we fight on bended knee, the battle rages in every soul, longing somehow to be made whole.
that we most desire to our children to impart, can’t be purchased or inherited, it’s a condition of the heart; receiving no one can do in their stead, they must choose God’s gift as their heart is led.
ours to faithfully follow our Lord, let our footsteps show the way, leaving God’s legacy of love – marked with our struggles, joys, faith and praise – covered in the prayers of our broken hearted days, that our beloved children yet walk in all God’s ways.
our gift to our children, the protection of our prayers, while the battle rages all around, we’ll stand in the gap by bowing down – on our knees in prayer for you, never ceasing to lift you up and see what God will do.
our faith, our hope in Christ alone, He is the only One – to give what we pray you would receive, eternal life through God’s own Son.
“If you, then, though you are evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your Father in heaven give good gifts to those who ask Him!” (Matthew 7:11)
“Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, Who does not change like shifting shadows.” (James 1:17)
sincerely, Grace Day