You tore me down to build me back up
You’ve emptied me to fill up my cup
I was broken, scattered, tattered and torn
And from my chaos a new life was born
You already lived inside my heart
But my foundation had shifted and was cracked in parts
A city can’t rest on uneven ground
My buildings were standing just to fall down
The skyline was real and so was my view
The sun would still set, just right, on queue
But pastel painted tricks in my mind
That my soul was great and my foundation was fine
Then the storm came and I fell to the earth
My chin scraped the ground and I tasted the dirt
This brought my eyes to the floor of my city
For the first time I saw the cracks, they weren’t pretty
And in that very moment, I knew
You brought me down to see a different view
It was time to rebuild and I’d start at the core
Cause when you are the center, the foundation’s restored.

She sits at the foot of the cross
Praising her gain but counting her loss
       She hides what she fears, and fears what she hides
     She clings to it tightly seeking compromise
           Fear of the future and fear of the past
   She clings to what's fleeting,
but knows exactly what lasts
  See, in this life when she looses
she'll gain
But only if she turns and runs from restrains
  Taking each thought captive 
in the name of the Spirit
And knowing the flesh
the first time she hears it
       Let go of her fear, her fear to obey
 And be ready to accept        
  whatever God brings her way
        Once she surrenders,        
there's still trial and pain
But she'll endure it with joy, because only freedom remains.

She walks with grace and Dignity
Because she knows her savior.
She knows that life's a gift, you see
It shows in her behavior.

She always has an ear to hear,
She thinks before she talks.
But every word she says is wise
I hope my stride will mimic her walk.

For freedom Christ did set us free
She lives this verse out infinitely
I look at her face and don't see her
But the God who conquered death and hurt

You see, her face is like a mirror,
It reflects what she's been staring at.
I look to her but see my savior,
His steadfast love she does not lack.

I say all this because she showed me
Something that can't be taught with words.
My mother's love is the closest thing
To Jesus on this earth.

She loved me when I was young,
and small enough to hold.
She loved me when I woke her up
and didn't do what I was told.

She loved me when I wasn't small
and WAY too big to hold.
She wrapped her arms around me,
And told me I was beautiful.

She loved me when the boys did not,
But told me that they did.
She loved me even when we fought
And my stubborn streak was worse than I thought.

She loved me when I was anxious
to leave the nest she made.
She understood that time would come,
And loved me anyways.

She loves me when my life is crazy,
and I don't get a chance too call.
She loves from across state lines,
In the Winter, Spring, Summer and Fall.

My Mother loves like Jesus does,
her love is unconditional.
I love My mom with all my heart,
and in the deepest depths of my soul.

The only reason I can love,
Is cause she taught me how.
She showed me Christ exemplified,
So I will love my little one like she loves me now.