PREFACE TO ‘CRADLE ME, LORD’:
Cradle
Me, Lord was written before I fell asleep one night…It was the end of a
grueling day after having cared for my mom who suffered from Lewy-Body
Dementia…Mom was in the latter stage of the illness which forced her to present
with symptoms that had become increasingly pronounced. She had become combative with me and nasty
and suspicious of my grandchildren, which was just the opposite of her expression
of enduring love for and attention to them (as well as showering them with
their favorite things) before her illness.
And I was exhausted from the long, long day.
CRADLE ME, LORD
Cradle
me, Lord
From
cradle to grave
In
the everlasting arms
That
shield and heal
Cradle
me, Lord
I
slip and fall
But
not completely
For
your power restrains me
And
makes me stand again
Undisturbed
Cradle
me, Lord
To
slumber sweetly
In
Your presence
As
day descends
Or
as morning mists
Hold
me steadfast
In
Your loving grip
In
Your timeless
Tender
embrace
Carol Castagna
(c) October 2012
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