There is a song that I love that I wanted to share here with all of you. Every time I listen to it I cry. Even though the situation here doesn't pertain to me, the general message of this song has touched my heart deeply. The words were written by Michael McLean. I hope it touches you in a special way. I know it has me.

It starts out with Michael telling about how he got a call from a girl asking him to write a song that she could sing to the parents that she was going to give her baby to. She wasn't married and she didn't want her baby to grow up thinking that he wasn't worth much because his own mother gave him away. Michael replyed that he would like to read some of her journal entries and then see what he came up with. After about 3 months he called her back and sang this song.....

From God's Arms To My Arms To Yours

With so many wrong decisions in my past,
I'm not quite sure if I can ever hope
To trust my judgement any more.
But lately I've been thinking,
'Cause it's all I've had to do.
And in my heart I feel that I
Should give this child to you.

And maybe you can tell your baby,
When you love him so, that he's been loved before;
By someone who delivered your son
From God's arms, to my arms, to yours.

If you choose to tell him, and if he wants to know,
How the one who gave him life
Could bear to let him go,
Just tell him there were sleepless nights
I prayed and paced the floors
And knew the only peace I'd find
Is if this child was yours.

And maybe you can tell your baby,
When you love him so, that he's been loved before;
By someone who delivered your precious one
From God's arms, to my arms, to yours.

Now I know that you don't have to do this,
But could you kiss him once for me
The first time that he ties his shoes
Or falls and skins his knee?
And could you hold twice as long
When he makes his mistakes,
And tell him that he's not alone--
Sometimes that all it takes,
I know how much he'll ache.

This may not be the answer for another girl like me;
And I'm not on a soapbox saying how we all should be.
I'm just trusting in my feelings,
And I'm trusting God above,
And I'm trusting you can give
This baby both his mothers' love.

And maybe you can tell your baby,
When you love him so, that he's been loved before;
By someone who delivered your precious one
From God's arms, to my arms, to yours.


When Michael was through singing the girl wanted to know how he knew what was in her heart. He replyed that he didn't know, but somebody did, and perhaps whispered in his ear.