Andrew Peterson - "Planting Trees"

This song led to some serious spiritual reflection on my part. It's beautiful, and honestly... as cheesy as it sounds, all I want to do in life is bring all my children home (however many there may be, and in whatever way they're intended to come to me) and one day, maybe, hopefully, come CLOSE to being the wife and mother who's described in the last verse.

She rises up as morning breaks
She moves among these rooms alone
Before we wake
And her heart is so full; it overflows
She waters us with love and the children grow

I only have two more days left in Thailand. As sad as I'll be to leave, I'm eager to see Donald and continue the work of bringing our boys home.




We chose the spot, we dug the hole
We laid the maples in the ground to have and hold
As Autumn falls to Winters sleep
We pray that somehow in the Spring
The roots grow deep

And many years from now
Long after we are gone
These trees will spread their branches out
And bless the dawn

He took a plane to Africa
He gathered up into his arms
An orphan son

So many years from now
Long after we are gone
This tree will spread its branches out
And bless the dawn

So sit down and write that letter
Sign up and join the fight
Sink in to all that matters
Step out into the light
Let go of all that's passing
Lift up the least of these
Lean into something lasting
Planting trees

She rises up as morning breaks
She moves among these rooms alone
Before we wake
And her heart is so full; it overflows
She waters us with love and the children grow

So many years from now
Long after we are gone
These trees will spread their branches out
And bless the dawn
These trees will spread their branches out
And bless someone