Things are Different

Years ago, I'd never imagined
How quickly things can alter;
An entire way of life change,
Morphed into something other.

I look back in memory,
See faces, hear laughter,
Think about the All I'd done
The It I was then...

Things are different.
Things change.

Today, I hear the giggles
Of my three year old daughter,
And hear the soft snoring
Of my sleepy husband.

I remember praying for them,
Never giving up hope that
Someone like me would find them:
Husband and Child.

Things are different.
Things change.

I praise my Heavenly Father,
Maker of Heaven and Earth,
Who heard my prayers and heart
And knew the new I needed:

Yes, things are different
Because He allowed them to be;
Things have changed because
He answered my heart's prayer.