Well hello
Little baby
Your eyes have never seen the sun
You should know
Little baby
That I am the lucky one
I get to be the one to hold your hand
I get to be the one
Through birthdays and broken bones
I'll be there to watch you grow
I get to be the one
Don't feel alone now
Little baby
Do you hear me singing you a song
I can't wait to show you
Little baby
How to crawl
How to walk
And how to run
I get to be the one to hold your hand
I get to be the one
Through birthdays and broken bones
I'll be there to watch you grow
I get to be the one
How does someone so small
Hold my heart so tightly
I don't even know you
I love you completely
This song is called "I Get To Be The One" by JJ Heller, and it brings tears to my eyes every time I hear it. The reason for the tears used to be because I lost all of this when we lost our baby boy. But that changed when I was listening to it once, and I heard Jesus say "I get to be the one". So now I cry because I know my boy is in Jesus' arms, and it's an overwhelming thought. Jesus is the one holding his hand. Jesus is the one teaching him about Himself. My boy is in Heaven, and even though I don't understand, I can rest in that truth. I picture him sitting on David's lap, hearing the Psalms right from the mouth of the author and being inspired to write his own. I picture him at the feet of Noah, Ruth, Daniel, and Peter, listening intently to their stories and being captivated by them. I picture him learning how to ride horses and galloping across who knows what kind of amazing terrain. I picture him totally at peace and with so much knowledge of God's love for him, and that brings me peace too. Jesus, YOU get to be the one to hold his hand. Thank you for the hope you give.
