The Prayer Warrior

This morning my thoughts traveled along
To a place in my life where
days have long 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 Warriors 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 lightening
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!