239 A Mother Lined a Basket
239 A Mother Lined a Basket A mother lined a basket to keep her baby dry, then rocked him on a river, lest he awake and cry. She let a princess name him her son that he might live. God’s people had a leader. She had such hope to give. A mother sewed a jacket lined in the softest wool, then dressed her little boy-child, her cup of blessing full. She brought him to the temple where he would serve and live. God’s people had a prophet. She had such faith to give. A mother laid her baby in manger lined with straw; then, in the shepherd’s story, his call from God foresaw. She nurtured him and taught him the way that he must live. God’s people had a savior. She had such love to give. Like Jochebed and Hannah, and Mary, too, we know the hardest part of loving is learning to let go. So when we send our children out in the world to live, grant us such hope and faith, God, and love enough to give.
