A Gift

The Westbrook Clan

     Volunteer work can give a person a since of purpose.  Maybe that's why I signed up to be a Candy Striper at a local hospital.  When a patient asked me my reason for being there, the answer was easy.  I said, "To help people."  Yes, I could deliver juice to patients and help in other ways. One day I saw a nurse coming toward me in the hall carrying something in her hand.  She motioned for me to follow her.  After we went into a nearby room, she began unwrapping a tiny, aborted baby.  It was fully developed and looked like a little doll. Stunned, I stood there starring at the lifeless body. A sadness that is hard to describe filled my heart. After a few quiet moments, we left the room going our separate ways. That day changed how I felt about being there. After one hundred hours of volunteering, I moved on to other things.  

A Gift

Life begins in the mother's womb.

It becomes a precious baby soon.

This is God's creation for mankind.

A greater gift you'll never find.

He knew you before you were formed.

This is true for each child that's born.

Treasure the babies of this world.

God has blessed each boy and girl.

                  Patricia Westbrook

     "For You formed my inward parts; You covered me in my mother's womb."  (Psalm 139:13, NKJV).


  

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