Over the last several years (since 1991 to be exact!) my sisters and I have given our parents nine grandchildren. Between three of the households (including my parents) we have hosted about the same number of exchange students with two more joining the family for the 2016/2017 school year. In my own experience, my work as a choral director, band staff member, and theatrical director has provided me with several honorary kids who call me mom. And there is one lesson that has become crystal clear to me over the years – every child/teen needs to know that there is someone in this world who is absolutely crazy about them. Preferably more than one someone.
My sisters and I have discussed – and even occasionally explored – the idea of foster parenting or adopting. I’ve met a number of students over the years who came from homes where mom and dad were too bogged down in their own “stuff” to be there for their kids so these young men and women were starving for someone to notice them, challenge them, push them to be better. I’ve discovered this world is full of kids who just need an adult to care enough to call them up to be the best possible version of themselves!
Right about the time my sister, Becki, found out she was pregnant with her first, I wrote this song. Yes, it was mostly for my biological children. But it was also for all of those I’ve sort of “adopted” over the years who needed to know that someone cared and was taking them before the throne on a regular basis. It means that the prayer list for “my kids” is getting pretty long but I’m okay with that!
The inspiration for the chorus of the song came from the Old Testament story of Hannah. She wanted to have a son but had remained barren for years. During a trip to the temple with her husband, she begged God for a son and promised to give the boy back to God. God heard her prayer and answered it with a resounding yes. After she had weaned the boy – most scholars figure he was about 3 or 4 – Hannah took him back to the temple and left him there in the care of the high priest.
“For this child I have prayed,
I have knelt before the Father,
Placing all my hope and trust in him
I set my heart on things above.
And now I know he heard my cry
For I have seen his answer
In this precious life before me
A priceless gift of love.”
I Samuel 1:27-28
“For this boy I prayed, and the Lord has given me my petition which I asked of Him. So I have also dedicated him to the Lord; as long as he lives he is dedicated to the Lord.” And he worshiped the Lord there.