Even though this site is supposedly meant for “modern” mamas, I just couldn’t resist posting about a mother from long ago who had an incredibly heavy load to bare.  I can’t even fathom what it may have been like to be Mary, the mother of our Savior.  Did she worry?  Did she complain?  Did she ask ‘why me?’  I love this song.  I think it just might her role and her emotions into perspective, even just a little bit.
I have traveled
Many moonless night
Cold and Weary
With a babe inside
And I wonder
What I’ve done
Holy Father
You have come
Chosen me now
To carry your son

I am waiting
in a silent prayer
I am frightened
by the load i bear
In a world as cold as stone
Must I walk this path alone
Be with me now
Be with me now

[chorus:]
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Breath of Heaven
Hold me together
Be forever near me
Breath of Heaven

Breath of Heaven
Lighten my darkness
Pour over me, your holiness
For your holy Breath of Heaven
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Do you wonder
As you watch my face
If a wiser one, should of had my place
But I offer-all I am
For the mercy-of your plan
Help me be strong
Help me be
Help me

[chorus]