You met me at dawn
With my memories so vast;
I remembered coming to You
Long ago through the water’s gate,
So wide open for my soul to embrace.
You flowed through my heart since that day
Showing me the wonder of You;
I have seen Your agonising sacrifice,
Never to be erased.
I hear You, I am Your sheep,
I know You and Your sacrificial pains,
For the believing blood of Israel
Runs through my veins.
- CATHRYNE ALLEN
(Art: Solitary View by Greg Collins)
“Motherhood is near to divinity.
It is the highest, holiest service to be assumed by mankind.
It places her who honours its holy calling and service next to the angels.”
- The First Presidency: Heber J. Grant, J. Reuben Clark, David O McKay
What are children to a mother
If not gifts from heaven’s door;
As jewels from God’s own bosom
Gifted to her heart forever more.
Entrusted with the greatest charge
Sealed with hope of tender care;
From His hands
To mothers given
As gifts of worth beyond compare.
- CATHRYNE ALLEN
(Art: Mercy's Light by Annie Henrie Nader)
You followed your mother into my heart
Carefully tracing her footprints that led to mine,
Knowing I was waiting for your loving arms.
You are the offspring of my body and my heart;
The proof of God’s mercy,
The proof of His love divine.
- CATHRYNE ALLEN
(Art: Angels Round About Thee by Annie Henrie Nader)
I give you my patience
That you might follow your path;
I give you my understanding
That you might love you more;
I give you my forgiveness
That you might learn to love;
I give you my tolerance
That you might grow;
I give you my wisdom
That you might have courage.
I give you my witness
Of the fountain of it all
In whom if you believe,
You will never fall.
From my heart to yours;
Forever more
Because a heart can give no more.
-
CATHRYNE
ALLEN
(Art: Mother In Zion by Greg Sargent)
I wept today to
feel Your touch
As You lifted
me on wings of faith
And brought my
soul to heaven’s gate.
My grateful
heart burned within
When I felt,
that for me,
You rose above
Gethsemane.
- CATHRYNE ALLEN
(Art: His Glorious Light by Greg Collins)
Your truth pierces my soul
And binds me to Your loving heart.
Your teaching moments
Find my hungry mind
And feed me like a bird in flight
Searching for a morsel
That gladdens its hungry heart.
Your mysteries are laid at my feet
And I, when I come home, will be
Clutching these riches that are mine to
keep.
- CATHRYNE ALLEN
(Artist Unknown)
Should the stars fall
from heaven,
And the sun refuse
to give its light;
Should the earth become
the darkest night,
You will ever be
My only guiding light.
- CATHRYNE ALLEN
(Art: Guiding Light by Annie Henrie Nader)