What if it was my son?

I'm just astonished at the way our boy is growing up so fast. I cannot believe our baby is almost 1 year old! It has been the quickest, most amazing year of my life. Of course I am totally bias, but Josiah Domingo is just the cutest, clever and quirky bundle of laughs I have ever met! I am amazed each day at every new thing he does. When he walked this month I screamed so loud he fell over! When I think of when we brought him home and he was so helpless and tiny and now he is becoming this independent little man. He amazes me. God amazes me. The way He could create and entrust me with  such a precious gift. Josiah is so loved.So very loved.

Since becoming a mummy I find that my heart breaks so much easier when I see babies and children living on the dump site and in the cemetery.A fiery voice that shouts "injustice" has been more awakened than ever. In particular when I see little boys playing naked and hungry in the mud I cannot help but think of Josiah. Every time I see them I cannot help thinking- what if it was my son? What if Josiah was born here.  As I was thinking this through I started to scribble down these words.....

What if it was my son who was born on a dump

Birthed into the filth, surrounded by flies

No milk to drink, only rags to wear

What if it was my child- then would I care?

          What if it was my daughter, who saw horrors like these

In the black of night- watched her father die

Violence and rage, gangs and pain

What if it was my child- would my heart cry for change?

Give me Your eyes Lord, eyes to really see

If I had them for a moment, my heart would change forever

Give me your eyes Lord, eyes to really see

If I had them for a moment,I'd be forever changed

          What if it was my child who had to work in the trash

Life at risk always, just to earn some rice

Injured and weakened, scared and alone

What if?What if it was my child?

 Give me your eyes Lord, eyes to really see

If I had them for a moment, my heart would would change forever

Give me your eyes Lord, eyes to really see

If I had them for a moment, Id be forever changed

Mercy- Justice

Mercy and Justice for the poor

Mercy- Justice

Mercy and justice for the poor

         What if it was me who was moved with compassion

No more words, but love in action

What if it was me who done all I could

No more talk, but motivated to help

What if it was me? What if it was me?

Give me your eyes Lord, eyes to really see

Give me them for a moment, change my heart forever

Give me your eyes Lord, eyes to really see

Give me them for a moment,make me more like You,