This morning my thoughts traveled along
To a place in my life where, days have since gone
Beholding an image of what I used to be
As visions were stirred, and God spoke to me.
He showed me a Warrior, a soldier in place
Positioned by Heaven, yet I saw not the face
I watched as the Warrior fought enemies
That came from the darkness with destruction for me.
I saw as the Warrior would dry away tears
As all of Heaven’s Angels hovered so near
I saw many wounds on the Warrior’s face
Yet weapons of warfare were firmly in place.
I felt my heart weeping, my eyes held so much
As God let me feel the Warrior’s prayer touched
I thought “how familiar” the words that were prayed
The prayers were like lightning that never would fade.
I said to God “Please, the Warrior’s name”
He gave no reply,
He chose to refrain
I asked ” Lord, who is broken that they need such prayer?”
He showed me an image of myself standing there.
Bound by confusion, lost and alone
I felt prayers of the Warrior carry me home
I asked “Please show me Lord, this Warrior so true”
I watched and I wept,
for Mother…the Warrior -was you!
~Written by Larry S. Clark~
I dedicate this to my Mother, who is a true warrior with her faith,
her beliefs, her convictions, for she has been that warrior in my life!
Love you Mother! Wink!
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