(To hear this song and read a blog detailing its background, go to Mil's MySpace.com page.)

How We Become…

A baby born in Egypt was condemned to die

'Til the daughter of his killer heard his plaintive cry,

And moved by a compassion that transcended why

She took him in her arms.

She'd never thought about raising a child before

Or how graced with her abundance he might still feel poor,

But something that she gave him helped him see much more

Than a Pharaoh's tarnished charms.

(Chorus)

You're a prince, Moses, my son…

And to me, like you there's none.

But still you're the only one

Who can see your destiny

Who can hear the still small voice

Deep inside, prompting a choice

To embrace all that you…might…become.

And that's how you became my son.

Hannah was a woman who knew all God's ways,

She served him faithfully throughout her whole life's days

And found courage to at last her one petition raise

That her life might be made whole.

Yet the blessing that she sought was but one she might return

Even in requesting favor true respect this woman earned

To be only who she knew she was did Hannah truly yearn

And how well she fulfilled this role.

(2^nd Chorus)

You're a prince, Samuel, my son…

And to me, like you there's none.

But still you're the only one

Who can see your destiny

Who can hear the still small voice

Deep inside, prompting a choice

To embrace all that you…might…become.

And that's how you became my son.

(Musical bridge)

An angel told a virgin how she would conceive,

Spinning her a tale so many still cannot believe.

To walk away she knew would offer no reprieve

Though she could not understand.

She knew moving ahead might cost her everything

Her family, her friends, even a wedding ring.

How could she to her husband's home another's child bring

Oh, how could he understand?

Oh, why would he understand?

Yet this man did understand…

(Last Chorus)

You're a prince, Jesus, my son…

And to me, like you there's none.

But still you're the only one

Who can see your destiny

Who can hear the still small voice

Deep inside, prompting a choice

To embrace all that you…might…become.

And that's how you became God's son.