Sweet Bird of Prayer – Graphic Print

COMMENTARY

 

One morning I was awakened at 6:28 a.m. with the single line in my mind crafted by the Master’s hand.  I had no idea where God was heading with this phrase.  However, as I lay upon the bed and meditated, in my mind’s eye I saw the left hand of God, and there, nestled in His palm was a small clay bird.  With His right hand He held a stylus and was carving out the intricate designs and lines which made the bird a work of art.  Then, He did a breathtaking thing.  He covered the clay bird with His right hand.  When He removed his hand from the bird, it became a living creature.  It immediately flew toward heaven.  We are bound to the earth to trudge its thorny crust.  Our prayer flies toward heaven and becomes in the presence of God a rich perfume to heaven’s breath.  The divine messenger bird becomes a link of our soul to the Eternal person of God, himself.

As you descend upon my soul

At journey’s joyful end,

You join your life to heaven’s heart,

The gift of peace transcend.

NOTE: This poem is one of many found in the collection Jewels from His Crown