Category: ‘Worship’

COME TO ME

11/02/2011 Posted by mindsinger

My child,

I have loved you with an awesome

and a mighty love.

Before the foundations of the earth

were laid,

before the singing suns

rose in the dawning of time,

I knew you.

 

My little child,

you are the most precious of my

possessions.

I love you beyond the height or depth

of your understanding.

My joy and my delight are in you,

and the wonder in your eyes

echoes the ceaseless, ever-renewing

surge of my creativity.

 

You were made for the Heavens;

to walk unshackled through eternity

and to walk by my side.

Come to me, your Creator,

your sustainer,

your Father.

Step into my kingdom.

Enter now the place I have prepared for you.

Embark upon that royal road

that begins in this life,

and continues beyond eternity!

 

My little one,

as I have loved you in this shadowed world,

as I have delighted in your presence,

laughed and wept with you,

so will I love you in that place

where shadows are swallowed up in joy!

And there I will gently draw the mist from your eyes,

the veil from your understanding,

and you will grasp in reality

what you now hold in faith.

 

Child,

here you have given me trust and love

and obedience.

There, I will surround you with my presence

and place in your hands

the Morning Star!

 

 

 

c.2011, Donna Swanson

 

IN THE BEGINNING (Read to Rachmaninof’s Prelude in C# Mn, Op 3, #2)

10/23/2011 Posted by mindsinger

In the time before Time,

In the blackness of eternity

when all was formless

and light was a thing that did not exist;

A Being existed.

 

In the time before Time,

when tall pines and green fields

were a thing only to be imagined;

Imagination existed.

 

In the time before Time,

when love and trust

seemed dormant in the universe,

There existed a Being worthy of love and trust.

 

In the time before Time,

when all was stillness

and the soft winds of space

blew the atom in random patterns through

nothingness,

 

The Trustworthy One dreamed.

The Being that existed, imagined.

The Mind of God moved with joy,

and suddenly

it was the Beginning!

~*~

“In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth.

And the earth was without form and void.

And darkness was upon the face of the deep.

And the Spirit of God moved upon the face of the waters…

 

Thus the heavens and the earth were finished

and all the host of them!”

Genesis 1:1,2 & 2:1

c.2011 Donna Swanson/Splinters of Light

CALLING THE WANDERER HOME

08/22/2011 Posted by mindsinger

 

Out of darkness – light.

From the depths of silence – a song.

Amid our dying – the gift of life.

From despair – the will to go on.

 

In the rubble of war a flower is growing.

the love of a mother is warm.

Through the canyons of steel

soft showers are blowing.

A light draws the wanderer home.

 

In the dust of our dreams

a small hope is growing,

the touch of God’s hand leads us on.

Through the deserts of pain

the Spirit is blowing,

and God draws the wanderer home.

 

In the midst of our laughter

a sorrow is growing.

We try to forget what we’ve known.

Our pleasures grow frantic

to shut out the crying

as God calls the wanderer home.

 

Bright lights and music

and wine for the asking,

and plenty of room left to room.

And we almost can’t hear it,

that sweet Spirit calling,

drawing the wanderer home.

 

Down through the ages

the Spirit keeps calling

no matter how far man may go.

In the cries of our laughter

or desperate sorrow

a light calls the wanderer home.

 

If you think you’re beyond

the hope of His calling.

If your heart is too heavy for song.

Take my hand and I’ll help you

to hear it more clearly,

God calling the wanderer home

 

 

c.2011 by Donna Swanson from SPLINTERS OF LIGHT