I remember writing this song and thinking that it was so wordy, it must be a poem. But, when the chorus came, I knew it was a song. This work at first was entitled, "The Weaver" but that was a little too New Agey so we changed some of the words and called it, "Spinning Spinning God's Great Love." I believe it was written in Florida but I can't be totally sure.

Spinning Spinning God's Great Love by Vic Zarley

As ocean laps at sandy threads
And shells, a stitch in time
Once God's thread was woven there
And now we see the sign

Chorus:
Spinning spinning God's great love
Spinning God's deep peace
Spinning spinning all His joy
God's works will never cease

Spinning spinning all our laughter
Spinning all our tears
Spinning spinning ever after
Spinning…through the years

(at end add:…through the years)

2. Spinning from God's giant loom
Spreading 'round and 'round
Forest floors have needle points
Woven on the ground

How our Father makes it so
How the threads do fly
The multi-colored facets of
This earth can make us cry

3. And how the threaded tears can fall
Trace the silver threads
Down our cheeks onto the earth
God's joy fills our heads

The threads of light stream through the night
God's fingers spin away
The buildings sparkle with moonlight
And moon threads light the bay

4. God please mend unraveled pleas
Our broken threaded cries
Jesus has Your pattern, God
Through Him loose ends are tied

Oh, Father, how we want to be
In everything You do
Through Your Son please spin us
Spin us into You

I love the lines: "They're angry at an explanation that none of us can see They fume at that absurdity though the wind blows through the trees" I don't remember the circumstances of writing this but it sure seems inspired. Thank you God! I have tried reasoning with atheists but have not had much luck. Hope you enjoy it. To the Evolutionists by Vic Zarley The evolutionists around the world cry there is no God “Did nature on its own make all?” To that they all just nod There is no Spirit deep in us that causes us to move There is no hidden mystery that keeps us in a groove And when our joy fountains forth from somewhere deep within There is no explanation from those who see so dim When geysers of God's love pour forth to bless all those around The scientists of materialism can only share a frown And study earth and all cold things in hopes that they will find Some other explanation other than our God's great Mind Somehow there cannot be a God, yes, we are all alone It's best, they feel, that they should seal everything in stone They've said we dream illusions, they've said there cannot be A mighty power deep within that none of us can see But Jesus came to help us all, He showed us God Himself And all they know about His life sits on their empty shelf They're angry at an explanation that none of us can see They fume at that absurdity though the wind blows through the trees There's got to be another way that all this came about The Jesus Bomb is not an answer despite its historical shout But God is not dissuaded by the cold and heartless men Who cannot fathom God in us, who cannot see our Friend Our mighty Lord is on His throne, His throne is in our hearts His still small voice can then be heard--as wisdom He imparts God made all material things but had some extra power To dwell in us and give us peace even in our darkest hour So why stop at materialism, why stop there to stay With opened mind, I'm sure you'll find that God is here today! A big thank you to Jason Shaw for his instrumental entitled Doghouse found at Audionautix.com