5 years ago, my 3 sisters and I lost our dearest Mum, this really sums her up, a faithful, fierce at times, humble and so unaware of how she touched others in her simple but wonderful deep faith in Jesus.
Our prayer warrior.
When others slept, in slumber deep,
she often woke, and could not sleep,
So, she would let her thoughts go to,
The sad, the lonely, those she knew,
The ones who struggled, young and old,
Those both out, and in Gods fold,
She looked beyond the Hurtful deed,
And saw a hurting soul in need,
She loved those who, were hard to love,
Had such grace from God above,
And loved, not judging what she saw,
Showing Gods wide open door,
I know she used to pray for me,
In dead of night, there she would be,
Praying for me, silent pleading,
Loving, praying, interceding.
I loved her more than words can say,
I miss her warmth and love each day,
And know, for me, there is no other
,Like my praying, dearest mother.
My prayer warrior.
In memory of our darling Mum. 22nd, January 2020