Exclusive: A Christmas Poem: Dream of Me
You own me completely, And now You are mine. I lavish a mother’s kisses on the tender face of God. Who could imagine such a thing?
I can scarcely stop my heart from pounding My little Holy One My tiny, Mighty God How I adore You!
PrintCHESAPEAKE, Va. (Catholic Online) – We have had the honor of presenting the many writing gifts of Jennifer Hartline to our virtual Catholic community. With this poem entitled "Dream of Me" we present another one of her gifts, her poetry:
Dream of Me
Does he dream? His eyelids flutter, and the faintest smile settles in
Just a moment and is gone again, with a sigh
My finger is a snug prize in his delicate hand
He falls deeper into sleep and deeper into my cradling arm
Quiet breath
I rock and sing
I am lulled and drowsy, yet transfixed on his face
Is he flying home in his mind? Dancing through his cosmic playground?
Is he calling the stars out by name?
What extraordinary things does he imagine?
Is any of this real? Is he really here in my arms?
How sublime and surreal!
He stepped into time and willed to be contained
In mortal flesh, on fleeting soil
My feet sink into the earth below me
Yet one glance at his face and I am raised to Heaven
No, I am the one who dreams
And finds my dream is fulfilled
Perfected
Heaven is mine to hold
I can scarcely stop my heart from pounding
My little Holy One
My tiny, Mighty God
How I adore You!
We are each the other’s child
I am Yours
You own me completely
And now You are mine
I lavish a mother’s kisses on the tender face of God
Who could imagine such a thing?
My child, my King, my Love
My heart and soul
Tonight I hum a gentle lullaby
You sleep, and I stare in awe
Dream of me
Your mother, Your child
Dream of me
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Jennifer Hartline is a Catholic Army wife and stay-at-home mother of three precious kids who writes frequently on topics of Catholic faith and daily living. She is a contributing writer for Catholic Online.
Dream of Me
Does he dream? His eyelids flutter, and the faintest smile settles in
Just a moment and is gone again, with a sigh
My finger is a snug prize in his delicate hand
He falls deeper into sleep and deeper into my cradling arm
Quiet breath
I rock and sing
I am lulled and drowsy, yet transfixed on his face
Is he flying home in his mind? Dancing through his cosmic playground?
Is he calling the stars out by name?
What extraordinary things does he imagine?
Is any of this real? Is he really here in my arms?
How sublime and surreal!
He stepped into time and willed to be contained
In mortal flesh, on fleeting soil
My feet sink into the earth below me
Yet one glance at his face and I am raised to Heaven
No, I am the one who dreams
And finds my dream is fulfilled
Perfected
Heaven is mine to hold
I can scarcely stop my heart from pounding
My little Holy One
My tiny, Mighty God
How I adore You!
We are each the other’s child
I am Yours
You own me completely
And now You are mine
I lavish a mother’s kisses on the tender face of God
Who could imagine such a thing?
My child, my King, my Love
My heart and soul
Tonight I hum a gentle lullaby
You sleep, and I stare in awe
Dream of me
Your mother, Your child
Dream of me
-----
Jennifer Hartline is a Catholic Army wife and stay-at-home mother of three precious kids who writes frequently on topics of Catholic faith and daily living. She is a contributing writer for Catholic Online.
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Pope Benedict XVI's Prayer Intentions for January 2013
General Intention: The Faith of Christians. That in this Year of Faith Christians may deepen their knowledge of the mystery of Christ and witness joyfully to the gift of faith in him.
Missionary Intention: Middle Eastern Christians. That the Christian communities of the Middle East, often discriminated against, may receive from the Holy Spirit the strength of fidelity and perseverance.
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Makes me really appriciate the wonder of it all
Thank you Jennifer. You really have been blessed. thanks for sharing your blessings
Really amazing and beautiful site to see the shining Lord the 'Emmanuel' to all who are waiting for him.
Thanking you
Very well done.
Dear Jennifer,
Your love and awe of our Dear Lord shines through every word of this amazing poem. Thank you for using your gift so beautifully.
Very sweet, Jennifer.
Reminds me of the song "Mary Did You Know?" What a powerful feeling she must have felt looking down on Him after she gave birth.
BEAUTIFUL! VERY HEART TOUCHING! GOD HAS BLESSED YOU WITH SO MANY SPECIAL GIFTS. THANK YOU FOR SHARING. I ALWAYS ENJOY YOUR WRITINGS. GOD BLESS YOU AND YOUR FAMILY FOREVER. HAVE A BLESSED AND MERRY CHRISTMAS.