This is the Angel of Hope
A statue dedicated to children who have died,
located in St. Charles, Missouri.
The engraved bricks that we have laid at her feet
for Jordan, Ryan and McKenna are on their special pages.

WITH HOPE
(Lyrics by: Steven Curtis Chapman)


That is not at all how we thought it was supposed to be
We had so many plans for you, we had so many dreams
And now you’ve gone away and left us with the memories of your smile
And nothing we can say and nothing we can do
Can take away the pain, the pain of losing you
We can cry with hope, we can say goodbye with hope
'Cause we know our goodbye is not the end
We can grieve with hope, because we believe with hope
There’s a place where we’ll see your face again
Never have I known anything so hard to understand
Never have I questioned more the wisdom of God’s plan
But through the cloud of tears I see the Father smile and say well done
And I imagine you where you wanted most to be
Seeing all your dreams come true
'Cause now you’re home and now you’re free
We can cry with hope, we can say goodbye with hope
'Cause we know our goodbye is not the end
We can grieve with hope, because we believe with hope
There’s a place where we’ll see your face again
We have this hope like as an anchor
'Cause we believe that everything God promised us is true
So we can cry with hope, we can say goodbye with hope
'Cause we know our goodbye is not the end
We can grieve with hope, because we believe with hope
There’s a place By God’s grace
There’s a place where we’ll see your face again

God's Lent Child
I'll lend you for a little while a child of mine, God said.
For you to love the while he lives and mourn for when he's dead.
It may be six or seven years, or forty two or three
But will you, till I call him back take care of him for me?
He'll bring his charms to gladden you and (should his stay be brief)
You'll have his lovely memories as a solace for your grief.
I cannot promise he will stay since all from earth return
But there are lessons taught below I want this child to learn.
I've looked the whole world over in my search for teachers true
And from the things that crowd life's lane I have chosen you.
Now will you give him all your love? Nor think the labor vain?
Nor hate me when I come to take this lent child back again?
I fancied that I heard them say "Dear Lord, thy will be done."
For all the joys thy child will bring the risk of grief we'll run.
We will shelter him with tenderness. We'll love him while we may.
And for the happiness we've known, forever grateful stay.
But should thy angels call for him much sooner than we've planned,
We'll brave the little grief that comes and try to understand.