Under the trees 
Shade above
In a hammock made of brilliant colored fabric
Threads of warp, woven woof

God and I rock to and fro
In the hammock of many colors

He covers me with His love
Of many colors and fragrances
A lullaby, a cradle song
Sung to me
In this cradle-like hammock
Lulling me to sleep
In His gentle care

Hush-a-bye, don’t you cry,
Go to sleep little baby,
When you wake, you shall have cake,
And all the pretty little horses.   “All the Pretty Horses” – a lullaby
God and I swing lightly in the hammock
Enjoying the fresh breeze

His touch upon my cheek

A caress of my Abba

We tip, we tilt
We rock and sway
Voices of angels ever near
 Cradle us in
This color-woven hammock

Hush, little baby, don’t say a word, Papa’s gonna buy you a mockingbird.
And if that mockingbird don’t sing, Papa’s gonna buy you a diamond ring.
And if that diamond ring turn brass, Papa’s gonna buy you a looking glass.
And if that looking glass gets broke, Papa’s gonna buy you a billy goat.
And if that billy goat don’t pull, Papa’s gonna buy you a cart and bull.
And if that cart and bull turn over, Papa’s gonna buy you a dog named Rover.
And if that dog named Rover won’t bark. Papa’s gonna to buy you a horse and cart.
And if that horse and cart fall down, Well you’ll still be the sweetest little baby in town.

 “Hush, Little Baby” – a lullaby


And the sound of the wings of the cherubim was heard as far as the outer court, 
like the voice of God Almighty when he speaks.  Ezekiel 10:5

Thank You, Abba Father, for spending time with me in this hammock.  The shade of these powerful oaks makes me think of You, my Almighty Father, my overarching Protector.  The gentle swinging back and forth is Your way of guiding me along life’s journey.  You lead me and You give me choice.  You are kind and You are firm.  You sway with me.  You push me when I need that nudge.  Thank You, Lord, for sharing Your love with me, in the quiet of this hammock.  You weave my life into Your will.  You weave the woof through the very warp of the plans You have for me.  Thank You, Abba.  Thank You.  You are lulling me, calming me, soothing me.  A lullaby of the Lord’s.  Such blessings.  Amen.

Photographs: “A Cavalcade of Colours!”/ngould/Sydney, Australia/http://gallery.gouldnet.netRoyalty Options-Standard Restrictions/stock.xchng
“A Colorful Woof”/keeper182/Marzabotto, Italy  Royalty Free-Legal usage/stock.xchng

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