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Wayne Watson Songs

So there are two songs that I love that Wayne Watson sings.  I am sure there are more than two, but these two remind me what my job and role is as a Mom.  I have loved these songs from the first time I heard them way back before children.  They were the prayer of my heart as I sought a husband and life partner and now they are the prayer of my heart as I raise my young warriors for the Lord.

Somewhere In The World

Somewhere in the world today
A little girl will go out to play
All dressed up in mama’s clothes
At least the way that I suppose it goes

Somewhere in the world tonigh

Before she reaches to turn out the light
She’ll be prayin’ from a tender heart

A simple prayer that’s a work of art


Chorus
And I don't even know her name
But I'm prayin' for her just the same
That the Lord will write His name upon her heart
'Cause somewhere in the course of this life
A little boy will need a godly wife
So hold on to Jesus, baby, wherever you are

Somewhere in the world out there
That little girl's learnin' how to care
She's pickin' up her mamas charms
Or maybe, swingin' 'round in her daddy's arms
Somewhere in the world to be
Though the future's not real clear to me
Their's could be a tender love
Grounded in eternal love above

Watercolour Ponies

There are watercolour ponies
On my refrigerater door
And the shape of something
I don't really recognize
Drawn by careful little fingers
And put proudly on display
A reminder to us all
Of how time flies

Seems an endless mound of laundry
And a stairway laced with toys
Gives a blow by blow
Reminder of the war
That we fight for their well-being
For their greater understanding
To impart a holy reverance
For the Lord

(chorus)
But, baby, what will we do
When it comes back to me an you?
They look a little less
Like little boys every day
Oh, the pleasure of watching
The children growing
Is mixed with a bitter cup
Of knowing the watercolour ponies
Will one day ride away

(bridge)
And the vision can get so narrow
As you view through your tiny world
And little victories can go by
With no applause
But in the greater evaluation
As they fly from your nest of love
May they mount up with wings
As eagles for His cause

(here is a video that uses the song as a backdrop.  U-tube Video)

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