The Beautiful Mystery
The dawn of waking uniquely breathes of Your presence. Songbirds welcome Your rising sun as it paints the sky with colors of Your love and glistens through the trees:
the awakening of creation to rejoice in its Creator.
My heart answers Your tenderness inviting me to rest in You; that Your light may live in me that Your wisdom may be revealed that Your truth may reach into the depths of my soul take root and grow; that I might die to myself and live unto You--entering once again the beautiful mystery:
Glorious freedom in servant-hood unspeakable joy from the sorrow of sin an aimless life redeemed by precious blood eternal rebirth through surrender
touching beyond all that is seen and unseen
to the golden city that patiently waits in the life to come.
Pamela Padrick RichardsCopyright 2003