This is my song

Okay, so because of my last post everyone thinks I am a psychopathic mother who taunts her baby with lollies only to steal them away. It didn't exactly happen like that. She got a good portion of the lolli before I had visions of her two little tooth stubs rotting away before they even fully sprout and took it away from her in love.

Speaking of this picture from the previous post...
It captures how I felt today since we received the news that my mom's tumor has grown significantly, despite the chemo treatments. This is hard news especially since we were just told in January that the tumor was shrinking. I feel the sadness rising within in me. But there is something else rising within me at the same time. A song. There is still a song in my heart to God. A song of thankfulness. A song of hope. A song of trust in His goodness and care for His children.

And, thanks to our dear friend Robin, the song is sung in my mother's beautiful voice. Robin had my mother sing four meaningful songs at her recording studio and gave us the CD. It is an amazing treasure. An unbelievable gift. She sings two songs that she sang to us and our children as lullabies. The same songs her mother sang to her. We also have her singing two of her favorite hymns.

The same night we got the news of the growth of her cancer, my sisters and I listened together to my sweet Mommy's voice singing these precious words...

"This is my story, this is my song. Praising my Savior, all the day long..."

And

"Why should I feel discouraged, why should the shadows come,
Why should my heart be lonely, and long for heaven and home,
When Jesus is my portion? My constant friend is He:
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me;
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me."

Amen.