As my children were born, I wanted them to be perfect.
When they were babies, I wanted them to smile and be content playing with their toys. I wanted them to be happy and to laugh continually instead of crying and being demanding. I wanted them to see the beautiful side of life.
As they grew older, I wanted them to be giving instead of selfish. I wanted them to skip the terrible twos. I wanted them to stay innocent forever.
As they became teen-agers, I wanted them to be obedient and not rebellious, mannerly and not mouthy. I wanted them to be full of love, gentle and kind-hearted. "Oh, God, give me a child like this" was often my prayer. One day He did. Some call him handicapped... I call him Perfect!!
They were so excited It was coming to be Two people so in love Now soon there would be three For many years they'd planned it Now it would soon be true She was picking out the pink clothes He was looking at the blue
The call came unexpected The doctor had bad news Some tests came back and things weren't right He said, "You're gonna have to choose I'll wait a week for your decision" Then the words cut like a knife "I'm sure everyone will understand If you want to end its life"
Though they were badly shaken They just had no choice 'Cause they knew God creates no accidents And they were sure they heard His voice, saying,
Sometimes miracles hide And God will wrap some blessings in disguise You may have to wait this lifetime To see the reasons with your eyes 'Cause sometimes miracles hide
It seemed before they knew it The appointed day arrived With eager apprehension They could barely hold inside The first time they laid eyes on her Confirmed the doctor's fears But they held on to God's promises 'Cause they were sure they both could hear
That sometimes miracles hide And God will wrap some blessings in disguise You may have to wait this lifetime To see the reasons with your eyes 'Cause sometimes miracles hide
Though she was not like the other girls They thought she was the best And through all the years of struggle Neither whispered one regret On the day that she started school And took her first bus ride They remembered the words that God had spoken And they both broke down and cried You see to them it did not matter Why some things in life take place 'Cause they just knew the joy they felt When they look into her face
They learned sometimes miracles hide They said, "God has wrapped our blessing in disguise We may have to wait this lifetime to see the reasons with our eyes But we know sometimes miracles hide "We've learned sometimes miracles hide"