Lay me down on creation’s pillow where fallen petals are the pages of a life caught between the book ends of an existence in a world created through thoughts and dreams.
On each petal are scripts of dramas which get to be played out by the characters of imagined personas that strut the stages of our realities.
The spotlights that shine on this stage, give meaning to the play and to the roles and with the sounds emanating from the orchestra pit, it is here that the audience can feel the nuances of a spirit-filled life.
The plays and the stages are our own. They are written and produced with guidance from an anxiously onlooking Trinity. Only when the Spirit’s lights come on, and the Angels’ choir begin the refrain, that the world will see the truth revealed in each of us.
What that truth will be, is entirely up to the words of the inscriptions on our petals, voiced and performed throughout each scene.
We pray, Lord, that the light of the Holy Spirit, shines on us and highlights your ‘Truth’ and the extent of Your Grace through the roles we play. Be gentle, Lord … and lay me down on a bed of Your truth, may Your fragrance of salvation be the whispered words of holiness that accompany me all my days and into eternity.
