Godmother God, raise this child
in faith that supports Your promises.
I gave birth to a rose-fingered dawn
who touches my life with sunbeams,
reminding me -
when shadows fall,
that life does begin again.
I gave birth to a shooting star
who hurls across my horizon
rising, falling,
filling my day with spontaneity.
Godmother God, raise this child
in faith that supports Your promises.
I gave birth to a summer day
who warms me
and fulfills me;
seed, bud, branch, bloom
will one day touch the sky.
I gave birth to thunder and rain,
to lightening flash
and fury,
whose sudden storms
are swift, spawning rainbows
everywhere.
Godmother God, raise this child
in faith that supports Your promises.
I gave birth to eagle's wings,
to one who craves the mountains
seeking, soaring
high above the mere
mediocrity.
I gave birth to a lion cub!
O God,
grant me this blessing,
that through this child's
graced leadership
Your word will rise again.
Godmother God, raise this child
in faith that supports Your promises.
Miriam Therese Winter
