Our girls were born 6 weeks early. In twin terms that isn’t too bad. Still, between the two of them we had over 5 weeks in the hospital. Theia was transferred to a NICU just hours after she was born because of respiratory distress. She took an hour an half ambulance ride without us, until we could join her to a hospital that was able to care for her better. Kaia stayed and her job at 3 pounds was just to gain some weight. There were many hours spent in the hospitals over those 5 weeks. There was a lot of driving to visit the girls until we could bring them home. During this emotional time the Lord gave me a song. I believe He gave it to me to comfort me and remind me He was my help. I started singing it to the girls. Separately at first as they were miles apart. I clearly remember leaning over each of their incubators and singing this song to them…
I lift my eyes up, up to the mountains.
Where does my help come from?
My help comes from you, Maker of heaven, Creator of the Earth.
Oh how I need you Lord, you are my only hope, you are my only prayer.
So I will wait for you to come and rescue me to come and give me life.
In those days of uncertainty I sang this song of hope to them. It calmed me and it calmed them. When we were eventually all home I continued to sing this song to them. When there were long days of crying, for me and them I would sing. In the middle of the night when I was feeding them I would sing it to them. I have continued to sing this song to them throughout the years. When they are scared, anxious, having meltdowns or nightmares, or tired. Whatever the situation, this song brings them peace. Now they ask for me to sing them “their mountain song” when they need it. A couple of times I’ve heard them singing their song to their babies.
I pray that one day they will know it isn’t just a song but but more the meaning of the words that we sing. That one day they will know who they are singing to and who this song is about. I pray that He will be the One that will always comfort them.
I continue to sing the song of hope and comfort to myself too. Because I need it as well.
It is our song.
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Hopping over from Write It, Girl . . . Such sweet words here! Thanks for reminding me of that wonderful song — I know I sang it in Sunday School growing up, but haven’t heard it for at least 10 years. A wonderful song to sing to ourselves constantly.
Songs are so powerful, aren’t they? The Lord has given a song to each of my children. It is wonderful to have something for their hearts every time they face a trial. Thanks for sharing! (Here from Write It, Girl!)
So beautiful aubs. My sing to the kids has always been ” Jesus, lover of my soul”. Also amazing grace.. like i wrote about last week.
I remember ALL of the songs my parents sang to me (though most of them are just silly songs). I’m glad you’re all doing well!
Thanks Teresa. So cool that you have a song for each of your kids. Thanks for visiting.
awww:) love those both.
p.s. I bet you are a better singer than me. In fact, I know you are!
Thank you! I’m glad you visited!
I love this Aubrey. And that they call it “their mountain song” is precious. It IS their song. Reminds me of that first view of Colorado when we drive in from the east – it takes our breath away.
He is just like that!
Well we always fly to CSU you but I can imagine what it would look like if you are driving:) He does take a our breath away:)
What a beautiful song, Aubrey! An even bigger joy that now the girls sing that to their dollies! It will always be meaningful to them. I loved getting your letter today showing the twins in their new sets—they seemed so excited! Very grown up too! HAPPY EASTER! Yvonne Sebastian