Every One is My Child

I’ve watched you grow with open arms, From baby's breath to battle scars. But lately all I see is pain— My children drawing lines again. You're shouting loud, you're shutting doors, Like love’s a prize for keeping score. But I still see each face I kissed… You’re all still mine. Don’t forget this. Every one is My child, From the hills to the city miles. Red or blue, wrong or right, You were all born in My light. If you hurt one, I feel it too— Their tears, their fears, come back to You. You don’t have to agree, But you do need to see… Every one is My child. I know you think your way is best, And truth’s a torch you must protect. But fire can warm—or scorch and blind, And pride can steal a gentle mind. If someone spoke harsh words to yours, Wouldn’t that just hurt your core? Now think how deep it cuts My soul When love gives way to control. Every one is My child, From the hills to the city miles. Old or young, lost or found, I still claim them, all around. If you push one, you push away The grace I give you every day. You don’t have to agree, But you do need to see… Every one is My child. I sent My Son for each of you— Not just the ones who think like you do. He died for saints and those who stray, He rose to show a better way. Don’t let your fears define your view… Let love be how they know Me through you. Every one is My child, Born of mercy, not of style. From the plains to foreign lands, You all were shaped by My two hands. If you break one, the pain is real— But love, not hate, is how you heal. You don’t have to agree, But you do need to see… Every one is My child. So when you speak, or when you choose, Remember what you stand to lose. Before you judge, just pause a while… And see them as My child.