MEANT TO SURVIVE

I saw a child at the airport
Dressed like some bum off the streets
She was pale, thin, and wandering
So I offered her something to eat

Her big brown eyes looked right at me
She whispered that would be nice
At Grady’s we found ourselves a table
And she quietly told me of her life

~~~*Chorus*~~~

My Mama died to give me birth

And my Daddy died crying over her

Lost my Grandma the year that I turned five

I’ve been in and out of foster homes

Only waiting until I was grown

So I could be in charge of my own life

I may not look my best right now

But with God’s help

I can tell you how

I haven’t had to sin 

To stay alive

God*meant* me*

To Survive

~~*~~

My husband and I were on a list
Waiting for a baby for years
It was like God’s hands pulled back the curtains
The reason for our meeting crystal clear

She was thirteen and determined
To find a way to guard her battered heart
I promised I would let her find her own way
We were in agreement from the start

Smiling at each other across the table
I called my Husband on the phone
He listened while I retold a miracle
The same one that I had just been told

~~~*2nd Chorus*~~~

Her Mama died to give her birth

And her Daddy died crying over her

Lost her Grandma the year that she turned five

She’s been in and out of foster homes

Only waiting until she was grown

So she could be in charge of her own life

She may not look her best right now

But with God’s help

she can tell you how

She hasn't had to sin 

To stay alive

God*meant* her*

To Survive

~~*~~

The adoption was final last Friday
Lacy thrives at her new school with her friends
We needed someone to give our love to
She gives it back in adoration without end

So many people know our story
How a miracle came into our lives
We humbly thank our good Lord
Knowing why he meant her to survive

 

Teresa Lynn Johnson
Wrdspnr@aol.com
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