Dreams – Woodsmoke and Cardamom

Your Plan for Me

by Lucy M. Young

Dear Lord, what do You have in mind for me to do? What menial task, What act of love or sacrifice is in Your plan for me? I’m tired of the daily round of meaningless activities. I need a reason for existence, a goal to strive for. Give me, Lord, a dream, And strength to work toward its completion. It needn’t be a great earth-shattering project – Just help me feel my life is not in vain. If nothing else, Lord, let me be a good example of usefulness in spite of handicap, And cheerfulness despite whatever pain may fill my waking hours; Then when at night my body cries for rest, I pray that You may feel I’ve done my best Your purpose to fulfill; And then, Lord, grant me peaceful sleep And quiet happy dreams throughout the night.

Free Spirit

by Lucy M. Young

My body may be handicapped,
But my mind and heart are free;
And my spirit leads me outward
Where my heart most longs to be.

I soar with the astronauts
In weightless carefree joy;
The stars my sparkling neighbors,
The moon a bright new toy.

I roam through fields of clover
And drink from mountain streams,
Reality's so drab beside
The glory of my dreams.

They lead me through the velvet night
Where moonglow lights my way,
From the vivid glow of sunset
To the rosy dawn of day.

With the wind and rain for playmates,
My gypsy heart roams free;
From stately stands of virgin pine
To wind caves by the sea.

On the burning sands of the desert,
And the Northland's ice and snow,
In the rushing roar of the ocean
Great peace and joy I know.

But I must needs return to earth,
To my crutches and my pain;
'Til my spirit leads me outward
To freedom once again.

Books

by Lucy M. Young

I thank the Lord for books that take me places I can never go in person;
Books that grant my dearest wishes
And fulfill romantic dreams of travel and adventure.

I thank the Lord for books that lift me high above the rest of mundane daily tasks;
Books that help me soar on wings of joyous exultation to Shangri La;
For books that take me to exotic lands -
Australia, Egypt, Burma, Mandalay,
The land of the Midnight Sun.

I thank the Lord for books that tell of strong, courageous people
Whose selfless lives have made this world a better place to live;
For books of travel in the Holy Land
That let me wander reverently, vicariously, where Jesus walked.

And then I thank Him for the golden opportunity
To live where I could learn to read these books;
To live in freedom in a land where books are neither censored nor destroyed
But made available to everyone who has the will
To take advantage of this precious gift.