Search The Rivers of Life

Rev. Lainie Dowell
(Received Friday, July 29, 2011 9:24 A.M.


Search the Rivers of Life,
And ~
The ripples will lead you through the streams of time

The rocks will be the pathway that undergird your footsteps
lest they should slip and throw you off course

The fish will swim close to the shoreline, greet you,
and befriend you on your journey

The tents along the edge of the rivers will be a comforting,
and oh so inviting sight of rest to your soul

The trees will be planted there
and deep will grow the roots to tell the tales of
all those who passed by on their way to
search the rivers of the ages

The sun will shine bright by day
and illuminate
grasses
swaying in the breeze

The moon will shout to the stars,
Come out! It is night -- dark -- black --
And, yet, this is that one who walks
in The Light
which is far brighter
than any light we could ever generate

The heart can tell and,
if you listen,
you shall hear sounds of welcome
emerge
from within and without the shadows
which have remained,
'til now,
unseen by seeing eyes
unheard by human ears
unknown by human scholars

Come~

Search the Rivers of Life
And ~
your spirit shall find sweet peace

The Song That Stole My Forlorn Soul

Rev. Lainie Dowell

(Received Sunday, July 3, 2011 10:33 P.M.)


It started when a wisp of spring floated across my brow
My spirit lifted with the wind
Spring called, I'll show you how.

One melodious sound --
I marvelled

The breeze called, Draw near.
For, in the midst of present tunes,
There is a tune you need to hear.

Come fly. 
Let us talk.

But, then, you must be still.
There is sweetness in store
When you do the Master's will.

Whispers ever oh so slight
Gather to join us on this flight.

A song unknown to common man
was penned so long ago
by the Master's Hand

The song that stole my forlorn soul
set me free and made me whole

It gave my life a brand new start
and brought new meaning to my heart

WHISPERING SOFTLY

A Whisper is as soft as a feather floating along on the wings of a dove.

A Whisper is as inaudible as a breath that is quietly slipping away.

A Whisper is as gentle as a breeze swaying on a bright summer's day.

A Whisper is as calm as a leaf rustling on a tree beneath the Fall sky.

A Whisper is as heartfelt as a newborn hand touching your breast.

A Whisper is as smooth as river rock peeking through a babbling brook.

A Whisper is as intimate as a bird nestling on top of a lonely branch.

A Whisper is as intense as a flame glowing from the sunshine.

A Whisper is as peaceful as sailing along on a silent ocean.

A Whisper is as loud as your aching heart can believe.

A Whisper is as quiet as a snowfall in the middle of the night.

A Whisper is as strong as a thousand oaks that stretch to heaven.

A Whisper is as silent as a cat stalking its unsuspecting prey.

A Whisper is as sacred as the heart that knows you best of all.

Copyright (c) 2007 Rev. Lainie Dowell. The Mountainside Ministries.
All rights reserved worldwide.

DRIFTING WHISPERS

Lord, What is a whisper?

The whisper is a sound.
At the moment you hear it and turn to look around
it is all too late
for that sound has moved on into the air.

Would you like to hear it?
Yes, Lord!

The moment the whisper has reached your ear,
it's job is done.

It tugs at your heart like a little child tugs
at your skirttails.

It takes hold and won't let go until you take it up
to your breast and hold it close.

It is where your ears meet up with My mouth.
In that moment.
In that one moment.
In that precious moment is when we meet in
Spirit and commune one with another.

Then ---

Forever the sound of a whisper drifts into your mind
and releases a sound in season
forever.

Then ---

We, We, We, Meet in the moment
where whispers drift.


Copyright (c) 2007. Rev. Lainie Dowell.
The Mountainside Ministries. All rights reserved worldwide.

The Sound of A Whisper

The Sound of a whisper drifts into your mind and
releases a word in season
forever

Then
Oh how sweet the sound in the night
when all sound ceases

Then
We. . . We . . . We meet in the moment
where whispers drift
The end.

The Sound of A Whisper
Oh how sweet

The Sound of A Whisper
The Sound of the Voice of God
The Sound of a Holy Refrain
The Sound of Eternal Glory

The Sound of A Whisper is enough to wake the dead
who sleep on in Jesus

The Sound of A Whisper comes in the stillness
of your soul

The Sound of A Whisper
And that is all it takes
Oh when I call

The Sound of A Whisper calls in the west and
traverses the east

The Sound of A Whisper
Would you like to hear?
[Yes, Lord]

The Sound of A Whisper
walks into your spirit and comforts your soul
when you need peace
and none but Jesus knows

The end!



Silent Whisperings . . .
Wearer of the Iron Robe
A Shepherd Woman's Heart

Copyright (c) 2004. Rev. Lainie Dowell.
The Mountainside Ministries. Columbia, MD.
All rights reserved worldwide.