© 2004 Dave Holt
© 2004 The Urantia Book Fellowship
There is a spacious place inside my heart that waits,
wanting you to come and stay,
an empty room inside the house I’m sweeping out,
where you’ll abide forever I pray.
The sunlight shimmers on a stucco wall,
rippling through the leaves.
It lights a space that meditation seeks,
a quiet place where shadows play.
Now since you broke my darkness with a golden ray,
sunlight that came piercing through,
I’ve seen this life was always in such disarray
true purpose I just never knew.
The dust and cobwebs of confusion too
are being swept away.
And in this house anticipation gleams,
knowing it’s been prepared for you.
Dave Holt
A human being’s entire afterlife is enormously influenced by what happens during the first few years of existence. [UB 177:2.5]