Whispers of Love

The local priest asked me to pray I did but I had doubt For a while I lost my way and I was holding out . For me there could be no relenting I had yet to learn how to grieve There could be no repenting because I had ceased to believe . I was angry and hurting and to my eternal shame From the truth I won't be skirting Even the good lord got the blame. In my mothers house feeling sorry for myself Sorting through the things that charities might sell I reached up to the cupboards top shelf and my mum's favourite CD fell. Then and there on the radio I heard her favourite hymn '' how great thou art '' Why I started to cry i'll never know but I opened up my heart . In the car on my way home Tears streaming down my face That hymn now played for me alone The good Lord I once more embrace . I know my mother is happy in her new residency and is now an angel in heaven high above To me that song was her sending me The whispering of a mothers love . I've opened my heart and found my way Though I admit I'm just a man but now when I kneel down to pray I know the Good Lord understands. By Darren Watson 01/04/2014 For the Whispers of love contest. Sponsor . Gail Angel Doyle.