For My Mom
My Mom would hold her babies and sing a very special song. You may know some of the words:
Oh, How I Love Jesus
There is a name I love to hear,
I love to sing its worth;
It sounds like music in my ear,
The sweetest name on earth.
Oh, how I love Jesus,
Oh, how I love Jesus,
Oh, how I love Jesus,
Because He first loved me!
Then, my mom made the song special for each one of her babies. When she held me, she sang:
Oh, how I love Christine,
Oh, how I love Christine,
Oh, how I love Christine,
Because God gave her to me!
She gave special meaning to this song, and with it, she poured out her love upon us. This tradition continues with her grandchildren. She has held each boy, rocked them, and sang them this special hymn.
Thank you to my mother, mother-in-law, grandmothers, aunts and great-grandmothers. Thank you to each woman who holds a child in her arms, tells them of her love and points them to the Savior!
Happy Mother's Day
Oh, How I Love Jesus
There is a name I love to hear,
I love to sing its worth;
It sounds like music in my ear,
The sweetest name on earth.
Oh, how I love Jesus,
Oh, how I love Jesus,
Oh, how I love Jesus,
Because He first loved me!
Then, my mom made the song special for each one of her babies. When she held me, she sang:
Oh, how I love Christine,
Oh, how I love Christine,
Oh, how I love Christine,
Because God gave her to me!
She gave special meaning to this song, and with it, she poured out her love upon us. This tradition continues with her grandchildren. She has held each boy, rocked them, and sang them this special hymn.
Thank you to my mother, mother-in-law, grandmothers, aunts and great-grandmothers. Thank you to each woman who holds a child in her arms, tells them of her love and points them to the Savior!
Happy Mother's Day