Just By Chance

Nothing is ever just by chance
That an old friend I would see
Two hearts collide with memories
As she shares her thoughts with me.

Nothing is ever just by chance
I hear her passion, her sorrow
A Mother holding on to life
A daughter praying for tomorrow.

Nothing is ever just by chance
When tender words are spoken
An amazing family I visualize
Knowing their hearts will be broken.

Nothing is ever just by chance
Writing of this encounter, Divine
Words from God will comfort her
As always He gives a sign.

Nothing is ever just by chance
Not one day will pass by
Thoughts of Mother embrace me
Then I breathe a heavy sigh.

Nothing is ever just by chance
He plans it from the start
His words flow to the paper
Words from this burdened heart.

Nothing is ever just by chance
I accept this gift He will give
Touching souls as tears fall down
This is the life I live.

Nothing is ever just by chance
One day we all shall meet
Where the Mothers gather joyfully
In glory at Jesus' feet.

Book by Kathleen Higham

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