DRAW TO THE LIGHT

Come, all of you, my little lights
gather close, and draw from Me,
the fuel that makes you brighter
so, soon all the world will see.

A glow that fills the darkest places
that know not, and in their plight,
are searching, grasping, groping
the light not yet, within their sight.

I’m here, just ask, and I will be
there, ere the thought is through,
My light to yours, I’m touching
caressing, caring, mending you.

You’ll become a little beacon
go out and search for other lights,
together, you’ll burn brighter
very soon, there’ll be no night.

I’m drawing you, my little candles
ever closer to My light,
to burn forever for My Father
I am the Way, I am the Life.

Margaret Rose Larrivee
July 07, 1993