When I was in trouble, I
cried out in my need.
I promised God, His Word I would heed.
But things got better, I was feeling just fine.
I forgot about God, and that promise of mine.
I'd had miscarriages, one
My greatest desire was to be a mother.
In grief and despair I offered God a deal.
Let me have this baby, and I'll serve you, I will!
My son grew, and was
healthy and strong
I was happy being mom, and thought nothing was wrong.
Then one day my child, felt pain in his head
In a matter of hours, He was dead.
In anguish with tears
streaming, I cried out to God,
You gave me a child, now he lays 'neath the sod.
What kind of God, would do such a thing,
Then my own voice, in my ears did ring.
I could hear myself
promising, that I'd serve Him
That promise was empty, so the deal had to end.
If I live to be a hundred, I won't forget the day
God called in my promise, and there was nothing I could say.
So when you're in trouble,
think before you speak
He's an awesome God and your word, He expects you to keep.
He's the best friend, you've ever found.
Please, don't break your promises and let Him down.
Carrie Kinyon 4/10/2005