A friend sent me this song called "Little Caleb." The artist is a local Memphis girl who wrote the song speficially for mothers as a Mother's Day gift. It was inspired by her close friend's son, Caleb. Of course it has special significance for me, but you can insert any child's name, and I don't know what mother wouldn't be moved. Though Myla is not a mom, she tried to imagine what it would "feel like to have a child and watch him grow up, see him smile for the first time, feel your heart stretch until it almost hurts, and be really really tired like the only kind of tired that comes after so many sleepless nights and being worried about him that something will hurt him, praying nothing hurts him and knowing inevitably something will, and hoping all his dreams come true."
A mother's love really is amazing. When I had Caleb, I understood God's love in a whole new way. Your heart literally does ache you love this precious, innocent little person SO MUCH that you literally would lay down your life for him or her. To imagine that God loves me like that and even more is crazy...crazy love!
Happy Mother's Day week!
Listen here: http://mylasmith.bandcamp.com/
Music and Lyrics: Myla Smith
© 2010 Sweeter Green Music
Little Caleb
Little Caleb
Oh Little Caleb, thought that I knew before
Then I saw you
When I saw you
The minute I saw you I knew what my heart was for
Every day makes you older
I get older too
Every morning the sky is falling down
The world is new
Got a right arm
Got a left one too
Tuck you in tight every night in your room
When these arms
Wrap around you
You won’t have to wonder who is holding whom
Every day we are learning
Learning we were wrong
Every morning you’re back where you started
And right where you belong
I am tall
Love is taller
Twenty feet taller, no matter where you stand
I am tall
When you’re taller, Caleb
You can still reach up; I’ll give you my hand
Every day makes you older
I get older too
Every morning the sky is falling down
The sky is falling down
The sky is falling
The world is new
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