light a candle

When times were troubled and my heart torn
I oft used to go there, to lay them before
the One, the Creator, problem solver extraordinaire
light a candle say a prayer

I’d leave them at the foot of the cross
pray a few words, cry out my needs
then unburdened I’d stand and quietly leave
my heart stilled, faith renewed, freed…

Then later I’d return to light another one
to pray another prayer
a thank you for miracles done
and the Grace of the Son!

Praise God!

© Jan Stead JEMproductions, 2009

light a candle

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Artist's Description

In the Francis Chapel there sat a shallow bowl of sand. Sitting beside it, a pottery piece containing small white candles and a box of matches.
Open during the day, the chapel’s door welcomed any who needed a place of solace, a quiet space to meditate, think, be still and pray.
A haven of serenity where a still small voice could be heard.

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  • Jan Stead JEMproductions
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