Care Without Carrying

You’re my calm in the center of a crowded room The steady hand that pulls me through my afternoon And your perfectly timed grace Comes down like rain when the world’s on fire For years, you carried every burden like a weight upon your heart Till you learned God carries what you cannot and always does His part You’ve learned to care without carrying Every story as your own You open up your heart and hands Then you trust God to bring them home You stop for every tree that has stood a hundred years You hear them preach their Maker’s sermons about time and borrowed tears “We are only here a moment, but His fingerprints remain In the bark and in the branches, in the joy and in the pain.” You say that character grows in those quiet, hidden rings In the habits no one notices, in a thousand faithful things So when the ground begins to tremble and the night feels far too long You’re like those ancient giants, redeeming every storm into song You’ve learned to care without carrying Every story as your own You open up your heart and hands Then you trust God to bring them home You love and give unendingly To family, strangers, lost, and known You lay your plans down in a moment When a weary heart needs a home You’ve got golden brown eyes, like autumn on the trees Every time I’m worrying, I know you're praying over me You never let the sun go down till every heart finds peace You’re fully in the moment, fully present for each need Lara, when I say “my love,” when I whisper “princess” in the night You laugh and tell me “Darling” is the name that fits just right When the little ones come running, calling “La-La” as they fly You become their safe harbor, wrap them in your light You share your favorite scripture in the way you choose to love “We can’t see where someone’s headed, so we leave the rest to God above.” You’ve learned to care without carrying Every story as your own You open up your heart and hands Then you trust God to bring them home You love and give unendingly And somehow there is always more Like a brook that learns its song from stones You lay a path that leads us home My Darling, in your quiet way you’ve taught me how to stand To see with Jesus’ patient eyes And feel God’s heartbeat in your hand