Wishing for a child

<body topmargin=0 leftmargin=0 marginheight=0 marginwidth=0> <table cellpadding=0 cellspacing=0 border=0 height="100%"><tr> <td valign="top" width=210 BGCOLOR="#CC9922" TEXT="#080000" bgproperties="fixed" background="260d2962dakdei.gif"> <div> <B><IMG SRC="1945e610.gif" border=0 width="94" height="97" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></B></div> <div> Children are</div> <div>  blessings from God!</div> </td> <td valign="top" BGCOLOR="#FFFFFF" TEXT="#080000"> <div> <B>AVesselofhonor.com</B><FONT SIZE="1" COLOR="#000000" FACE="Arial" >     |    </FONT><FONT SIZE="1" COLOR="#0000BF" FACE="Arial" ><A HREF="index.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="AVesselofhonor.com"><U> home</U></A></FONT></div> <div> <A HREF="id67.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Our Vision/statement of faith"><U>Our Vision/statement of faith</U></A>   |   <A HREF="id2.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Sandra n Johns pic page"><U>Sandra n John's pic page</U></A>   |   <A HREF="id48.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="ECard list by sandra"><U>E-Card list by sandra</U></A>   |   <A HREF="id51.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Our Newsletter Online"><U>Our Newsletter Online</U></A>   |   <A HREF="id24.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="The Chosen Vessel"><U>The Chosen Vessel</U></A>   |   <A HREF="id25.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="The Masterpiece"><U>The Masterpiece</U></A>   |   <A HREF="id26.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Dance"><U>Dance</U></A>   |   <A HREF="id111.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Roses n Rainbows"><U>Roses n Rainbows</U></A>   |   <A HREF="id104.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Gobs of Women stories"><U>Gobs of Women stories</U></A>   |   <A HREF="id5.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Lots of Men Pastor Stories"><U>Lots of Men & Pastor Stories</U></A>   |   <A HREF="id101.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Reduce your STRESS"><U>Reduce your STRESS</U></A>   |   <A HREF="id96.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="I am only me"><U>I am only me</U></A>   |   <A HREF="id97.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="5 finger prayer"><U>5 finger prayer</U></A>   |   <A HREF="id98.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="sheep"><U>sheep</U></A>   |   <A HREF="id4.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="A Garden of stories"><U>A Garden of stories</U></A>   |   <A HREF="id102.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="A wise person said"><U>A wise person said</U></A>   |   <A HREF="id3.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Prayer, Forgiveness, Healing Loss stuff"><U>Prayer, Forgiveness, Healing & Loss stuff</U></A>   |   <B>Wishing for a child </B>   |   <A HREF="id47.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Computer Odds N Ends"><U>Computer Odds N Ends</U></A>   |   <A HREF="id54.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="dollar bill"><U>dollar bill</U></A>   |   <A HREF="id64.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Trinity"><U>Trinity</U></A>   |   <A HREF="id55.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="My websitesupdated"><U>My websites-updated</U></A>   |   <A HREF="id50.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Links to other places"><U>Links to other places</U></A></div> <div> Wishing for a child </div> <div> We are blessed to be parents via ADOPTION! </div> <div> <FONT SIZE="1" COLOR="#9900FF" FACE="Arial" >If you are having infertility issues or are in the process of seeking an adoption -please see my webpage:</FONT><FONT SIZE="2" COLOR="#9900FF" FACE="Arial" >    </FONT><A HREF="http://www.ourbabyblessings.com" TARGET="_top" TITLE="http://www.ourbabyblessings.com"><U><U>http://www.</U></U></A><A HREF="http://www.ourbabyblessings.com" TARGET="_top" TITLE="http://www.ourbabyblessings.com"><U><U>ourbabyblessings.com</U></U></A></div> <bR> <bR> <div> <I>Since God hasn't given us any living children of our own to love -we  have adopted two wonderful children to our forever blessings. :) Here's a collection of some of my favorite poems and stories. When I feel sad, lost, or robbed because we have had miscarriages instead of births...I find comfort in these. </I></div> <bR> <div> When you thought I wasn't looking, by a Child . . . </div> <bR> <div> A message every parent should read, because your </div> <div> children are watching you and doing as you do, not as </div> <div> you say... </div> <bR> <div> "When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw you hang my </div> <div> first painting on the refrigerator, and I immediately </div> <div> wanted to paint another one. </div> <bR> <div> When you thought I wasn't looking I saw you feed a </div> <div> stray cat, and I learned that it was good to be kind </div> <div> to animals. </div> <bR> <div> When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw you make my </div> <div> favorite cake for me and I learned that little things </div> <div> can be the special things in life. </div> <bR> <div> When you thought I wasn't looking I heard you say a </div> <div> prayer, and I knew there is a God I could always talk </div> <div> to and I learned to trust in God. </div> <bR> <div> When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw you make a </div> <div> meal and take it to a friend who was sick, and I </div> <div> learned that we all have to help take care of each </div> <div> other. </div> <bR> <div> When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw you give of </div> <div> your time and money to help people who had nothing and </div> <div> I learned that those who have something should give to </div> <div> those who don't. </div> <bR> <div> When you thought I wasn't looking, I felt you kiss me </div> <div> good night and I felt loved and safe. </div> <bR> <div> When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw you take care </div> <div> of our house and everyone in it and I learned we have </div> <div> to take care of what we are given. </div> <bR> <div> When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw how you </div> <div> handled your responsibilities, even when you didn't </div> <div> feel good and I learned that I would have to be </div> <div> responsible when I grow up. </div> <bR> <div> When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw tears come </div> <div> from your eyes and I learned that sometimes things </div> <div> hurt, but it's all right to cry. </div> <bR> <div> When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw that you </div> <div> cared and I wanted to be everything that I could be. </div> <bR> <div> When you thought I wasn't looking, I learned most of </div> <div> life's lessons that I need to know to be a good and </div> <div> productive person when I grow up. </div> <bR> <div> When you thought I wasn't looking, I looked at you and </div> <div> wanted to say, Thanks for all the things I saw when </div> <div> you thought I wasn't looking.</div> <bR> <div> Each of us, parent, grandparent, uncle, aunt or friend, </div> <div> influence the life of a child. </div> <bR> <div> *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*</div> <div> <B><U>When God Created Children </U></B></div> <div> Don't spoil me. I know quite well that I ought not to have all I ask for </div> <div> ... I'm only testing you. </div> <div> Don't be afraid to be firm with me. I prefer it .. it makes me feel more </div> <div> secure. </div> <div> Don't correct me in front of people if you can help it. I'll take much more </div> <div> notice if you talk to me in private. </div> <div> Don't make me feel that my mistakes are sins. It upsets my sense of values. </div> <div> Don't be too upset if I say "I hate you." It isn't that I hate you, but </div> <div> only that I need your attention. </div> <div> Don't protect me from consequence. I need to learn the hard way. </div> <div> Don't take too much notice of my small ailment. Sometimes they get me the attention I want. </div> <div> Don't nag. If you do, I shall have to protect myself by appearing deaf. </div> <div> Don't make rash promises. Remember that I feel badly let down when promises are broken. </div> <div> Don't forget that I cannot explain myself as well as I should like. This is </div> <div> why I'm not always accurate. </div> <div> Don't tax my honesty too much. I am easily frightened into telling lies. </div> <div> Don't be inconsistent. That completely confuses me and makes me lose my faith in you. </div> <div> Don't put me off when I ask you questions. If you do, you will find that I </div> <div> stop asking and seek my information elsewhere. </div> <div> Don't tell me my fears are silly. They are terribly real and you can do </div> <div> much to try to understand. </div> <div> Don't ever suggest that you are perfect or infallible. It gives me too </div> <div> great a shock when I discover that you are neither. </div> <div> Don't ever think it beneath your dignity to apologize to me. An honest </div> <div> apology makes me feel surprisingly warm to you. </div> <div> Don't forget how quickly I am growing up. It must be very difficult for you </div> <div> to keep pace with me but please try. </div> <div> Don't forget I love experimenting. I couldn't get along without it, so </div> <div> please put up with it. </div> <div> Don't forget that I can't thrive without lots of love. But I don't need to </div> <div> tell you all the time, do I? </div> <div> Author Unknown </div> <div> *-*-*-*<FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#000000" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> MY TREASURES </div> <div> "Where is my treasure?" I ask in despair. </div> <div> "Where is that peace, That life without care?" </div> <div> "Why, this adversity? Such turmoil and strife! </div> <div> Can I take it all For the rest of my life?" </div> <div> Then, weary and spent, I'm still shaking my head, </div> <div> As I tuck my three daughters Into each little bed. </div> <div> They're asleep, I'm exhausted, </div> <div> Though their prayers brought a smile. </div> <div> In the silence I'll talk To my 'Father' awhile. </div> <div> "Where is my treasure?" I ask Him in tears. </div> <div> "How do I measure The lengthening years?" </div> <div> "I'm not getting younger; I'm tired; worn out! </div> <div> There are others who HAVE! Why must I live without?!" </div> <div> In the silence I'm waiting, Though I also feel shame; </div> <div> Discouraged, I look For another to blame. </div> <div> In the silence and darkness Comes an answer I've sought... </div> <div> "My daughter, your treasure Can NEVER be bought!" </div> <div> "Then I must wait for Heaven, For the treasure I seek?" </div> <div> I ask Him, quite harshly; Yet, feeling quite meek. </div> <div> "If you look close beside you, You'll discover your treasure! </div> <div> Tell me, my daughter, Just how DO you measure?" </div> <div> "Would you trade what you have For the gold of another? </div> <div> Your husband; your children, Your father; your mother?!" </div> <div> "Your friends, have you any? Are they faithful and true? </div> <div> I ask you, my child, Would you cast them from you?" </div> <div> "And, now, as you kneel, And pray by these beds; </div> <div> As you gaze with such love, On these sweet, trusting heads;" </div> <div> "Tell me, now, where's your treasure?" And, I looked at each one; </div> <div> But, instead, I saw treasures, That shone like the sun. </div> <div> First, an emerald, my oldest; Responsible, charming, </div> <div> With a beauty so deep, It can be quite disarming. </div> <div> Then, next, is my ruby, My youngest of all. </div> <div> Such mischief and wisdom, In one, who's so small. </div> <div> And, last, but not least, Comes the one in the middle; </div> <div> Now, here is the one Who's truly a riddle -- </div> <div> Brilliant and silly; Wacky and wise. </div> <div> Always the source Of another surprise. </div> <div> A spirit so strong, In this frail, little girl. </div> <div> Why, she is no other Than my shining pearl! </div> <div> So, here are my treasures. They've been here, all the time. </div> <div> Neither bought; nor are sold, Gifts of God, they are mine. </div> <div> So, whenever in doubt, Look around, in your world. </div> <div> You, too, may discover An Emerald, Ruby, and Pearl! </div> <div> By Jaye Lewis</div> <div> (used in honor! Thank you for your wonderful poem!)</div> <bR> <div> *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-<FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#000000" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> <B><U>* A Window To Look Through </U></B></div> <div> by Brian G. Jett -1999 </div> <div> (used in honor! Thank you for your wonderful poem!)</div> <div> She watches through her window, </div> <div> her little girl at play </div> <div> Memories flood back to her childhood, </div> <div> of her yesterdays </div> <div> As she tucks her gift into bed, </div> <div> and kisses her precious face </div> <div> She says a prayer of protection, </div> <div> "Lord keep my child safe." </div> <div> And as days turn months into years, </div> <div> she sees her little girl grow </div> <div> She begins to realize that a time will come, </div> <div> the time when she must let go </div> <div> Suddenly she hears a gentle voice-- saying, </div> <div> "No greater love is this, </div> <div> Than what you've done for your little girl, </div> <div> go seal it with a kiss." </div> <div> "Honey I want to kiss your face, </div> <div> but I know I can't by phone </div> <div> While looking through your bedroom window, </div> <div> I began to feel alone." </div> <div> "So many days through this very window, </div> <div> I'd watch you laugh and play </div> <div> And I can almost see you tucked in bed, </div> <div> on those nights we'd talk and pray." </div> <div> "Mom," her daughter uttered, </div> <div> "There's something I want to say... </div> <div> You may not know how many times, </div> <div> I saw you watch me play." </div> <div> "That window that you're looking through, </div> <div> is the same one God looked in </div> <div> He saw you by my bed each night, </div> <div> when you'd tenderly tuck me in." </div> <div> "So mom please don't feel all alone, </div> <div> you know I'll always be there... </div> <div> Just like God is with you now, </div> <div> no matter the time, or place or where." </div> <div> Her mother paused and then replied, </div> <div> "Sweetheart I know you're right... </div> <div> You're grown, married and have a child, </div> <div> that you now tuck in at night." </div> <div> "Mom, I better go now, </div> <div> I have some things I better do." </div> <div> Her mom replied, "I know it dear, </div> <div> you've got a window to look through." </div> <div> Dedicated to mothers and daughters and </div> <div> the unique and special love they have </div> <div> and will continue to share. </div> <div> *-*-*-*-*-*-*</div> <div> <B><U>Hands </U></B></div> <div> Thank you Lord for dirty hands </div> <div> That touch my stove and fridge; </div> <div> For sticky little fingers that </div> <div> Try to build a bridge. </div> <bR> <div> For careless hands that go astray </div> <div> In search of something new; </div> <div> For hands to hold and show the way </div> <div> As mothers often do. </div> <bR> <div> For precious little hands in which </div> <div> Great faith so abounds; </div> <div> For silly little hands that reach </div> <div> To touch a mother's frown. </div> <bR> <div> And thank you for Your guiding hand </div> <div> That leads me to the light; </div> <div> That lifts me when I stumble </div> <div> And points me to the right. </div> <bR> <div> As little hands reach out to me </div> <div> To show them what to do, </div> <div> I'm steadied, reassured and loved </div> <div> As I reach up to You. </div> <bR> <div> By Judith Peitsch </div> <div> (used in honor! Thank you for your wonderful poem!)</div> <bR> <bR> </td> </tr></table></body>