A Gift From The Lord
by Chick Velasco


As she peered into the mirror
Her face looked pale and drawn
All her youthful radiance
Seemed forever gone

She felt no joy inside her heart
Her peace had gone away
Replaced with all the fear and dread
Of what she faced today

It was only eight short weeks
Since she turned twenty one
She had been so full of life
Having so much fun

She had felt so much in love
She'd hoped that very soon
Her guy would pop the question
She might be a bride by June

Then one day the Doctor called
There was a baby on the way
When she told her boyfriend
He packed and moved away

He did not want a baby
So he told her what to do
She must abort the baby
Or the two of them were through

Though he'd said he loved her
The day she'd given in
She had known her choice was wrong
It was nothing more than sin

She had turned her back on God
She'd set her faith aside
Now her life was such a mess
She wished that she could hide

Now once again she'd given in
The pressure was too great
So she had called the clinic
To set the fateful date

Staring at this looking glass
She'd never felt so sad
Soon this would be over
He no longer would be mad

The time had come for her to go
She got into her car
She drove slowly to the clinic
It wasn't very far

The day was dark and gloomy
There fell a misty rain
The weather seemed to understand
As if it felt her pain

When she drove into the parking lot
Her mind began to swirl
As she wondered if her baby
Was a little boy or girl

She felt a tug inside her heart
As she stepped inside the door
No one saw the teardrop
As it splattered on the floor

She signed in at the window
Then she took a seat
So consumed with loneliness
As she stared down at her feet

When they took her to the room
It seemed so damp and cold
She wished that she could turn and run
But she wasn't feeling bold

As she lie upon the table
She heard a small still voice
"You must leave this evil place
You must make a different choice"

She began a silent prayer
"Dear Lord, Where have you been
My life's become a nightmare
I need you once again"

Once again that gentle voice
"You have turned your back on me
But I have always been here
Since the day I set you free"

"My child, you are rebellious
Your path is paved with sin
Now you lie upon a table
In the heart of Satan's den"

The voice continued speaking
"This thing you do is wrong
The baby is my gift to you
I've planned it all along"

"If you will put your faith in Me
I will see you through
The way may not be easy
But I will always be with you"

"Exercise your faith in Me
For I AM still the same
I will help you raise this baby
To glorify my name"

"I AM the one who loves you
More than you could know
Now you must get dressed again
It's time for us to go"

When the Doctor came into the room
He only found a note
Written in a hasty scrawl
This is what she wrote

"Thank you for your trouble
Your staff was very kind
I have spoken with the Bridegroom
And I have changed my mind"

"I shall keep my baby
I will raise him 'till he's grown
I will glorify my Savior
He still counts me as His own"

When she stepped outside the clinic
She knew that she'd be fine
As she whispered "Thank you, Jesus"
The sun began to shine

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