Little Mystery

I light a little candle
And lift a little prayer
For the growing Little Mystery
Now hidden in your care.

I ask for your protection:
Make him healthy; make her whole,
Let your guardian angels gather
And surround her little soul.

He is already treasured;
She is our heart’s delight
Even though she grows in silence
Now sheltered from our sight.

I ask your blessing, Father,
On her mother; on his dad,
Give them peace, and make them strong
For this new calling to be had.

A calling blessed with sweetness,
The unknown, touched with fear;
Let the questions be surrendered
To the grace that’s ever near.

Though the task is daunting
From infancy, til grown,
Help them to remember
They do not walk alone.

I light a little candle, Lord
Its flame glows bright as day.
Please keep your hand upon
Your Little Mystery on the way.

By Linda Abner

(Linda Abner is a member of Our Lady of Lourdes Parish in Indianapolis and wrote this poem about her unborn grandchild.) †

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