My Hands Are Yours God

My name is Tammy and I am a mother of 2 precious girls, wife to an amazing man, (and my best friend) and a woman who is so in love with her Savior. I love to write, poetry is my usual course. For the most part, there is a story behind them all. Sometimes, I just want to write.

Friday, August 21, 2009


I look at her and suddenly I understand in a whole new way. And often I am left breathless when I hold her in my day.
How can such a beautiful child belong to one like me?
I cannot grasp how a love like this could cost nothing, but be free.
Freely she was placed inside my longing, motherly arms.
Freely she has won me over with all her innocent charms.
I do not know the woman I was before this little girl.
I no longer want the life I lived, now that she is in this world.
I'd give everything I have inside and out of me.
that one day she will comprehend and see what I can see.
That perfection is not what I want or hope to ever gain.
But that she would grow in grace and beauty, and experience little pain.
And so because of this little life, I see from my Heavenly Father.
A love I never knew I had, now that I am a Mother.

(I found this in a box today. I wrote it right after Elizabeth was born. I was so overwhelmed by the love I felt for her. And suddenly I loved my Heavenly Father in a whole new way.)