I'll lend you, for a time,
Children of mine, He said.
It may be for a day, a year,
fifteen or seventeen.

But will you, till I call them back,
take care of them for me?
They'll bring their charms to gladden you,
as solace for your grief.

I did not promise they would stay,
for all on earth return
But there are many lessons taught that
I wanted these boys to learn

I looked the wide world over
in my search for teachers true
And from the throngs that crowd life's lane,
I did select you two.

Now you gave them all your love,
don't think the labor vain,
Nor hate Me, when I had to come
to call them back again.

I fancied that I heard you say,
"Dear Lord, Thy will be done,
For all the joy Thy children bring,
the risk of grief we'll run."

"We showered them with tenderness
and loved them all the day,
And for the happiness we've known,
we'll forever grateful stay."

"And since the angel of Thy Mercy
came sooner than we planned,
God, give us strength and courage
while we learn to understand."
Who Do I Thank?

I've heard people say,
Thank God, he wasn't hurt in the crash.

Who do I thank
after my children were killed in a

I've heard people say,
Thank God, I was cured of my disease.

Who do I thank
for my incurable chronic illness?

I've heard people say,
Thank God, I won the lottery.

Who do I thank
when my numbers never come up?

Why do we only thank God
for the good?
Who do we "thank" for the bad?

I did get to have them as my sweet
boys for quite a few years.
So, I do thank God for that.

Maybe I get to be the one
other people look at and say,
"Thank God that's not me."