In His Loving Arms Poem by Luke Easter

In His Loving Arms



I remember when I delivered my daughter,
Thinking as I held her in my arms,
This miracle is what it’s all about,
Who cares about the world and all its charm?

I proudly presented Shari to her mother,
By then my wife had calmed down,
Our daughter seemed to struggle opening her eyes,
While she cried and slowly looked around.

Seeing the two of them together like that,
Even caused a tear (or two) to run down my face,
Thank you God in heaven in the name of Jesus,
For Your compassionate love, mercy & grace.

I’ll never forget her first tiny little steps,
Caught on the 8-track video cam,
Of course she stumbled several times at first,
As the look on her face said, “today, yes I am.”

My goodness they sure do grow up fast,
Even though you want the innocence to last,
But then as they begin to grow and mature,
Wanting them to stay young forever you’re not sure.

One of the hardest things I ever had to do as a parent,
Was teach my child to ride a bike without training wheels,
I’ll never ever forget the huge smile on her 4 year-old face,
To both father and daughter it was such a very big deal.

Working hard riding up a hill in the Metro Park,
Through the grunts and groans I heard my child say,
I feel like I’m going to have a baby,
She was only 9 years old on that day.

That’s when I seriously began to wonder,
As children all the wonders do they unconsciously know?
Are they really born with the answers to the universe?
Only to loose it as they continue to grow old.

The next thing I knew we were in the lot of an old mall,
She beamed brightly as I told her, “get behind the wheel, ”
And just a couple of weeks later she drove home,
Like the bike without training wheels another big deal.

Then there were all the times with my wife,
Saturday dance class and her instrument a clarinet,
More and more big smiles or our baby’s face,
Many to remember & thankfully only a few to forget.

Now she’s away doing just fine at college,
And we can no longer hold her in our arms,
That’s when the realization came upon us,
The Lord was always keeping her from harm.

Don’t walk away from the love God gives to you
Nor will any of us ever be able to make it through,
It is not money, good luck, great looks or charm,
We’ll only walk through safely, “In His Loving Arms.”

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