The Warrior

This morning thoughts traveled along
To a place in my life where days have gone by
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
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 touch
I thought "how fimiliar" 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 the 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!
Author Unknown

God Bless All Of You Praying Moms!!