One Of A Kind

My Mother’s Precious Faith 

I saw my Mother

Get up in the night.

Satan was trying

To fill her with fright.

He was threatening to steal

Her joy and her might.

She put on God’s armor

And increased her fight.

She sang praises to God

Through her tears in her plight.

My siblings were there

Like Aaron and Hur,

To lift Mother’s hands

And help her stand sure.

She thanked God for thing after thing

He had done,

Like making a way for the lost

Through his Son.

She named out her blessings

Of late and the past,

Reminding herself that

God’s love always lasts.

She prayed for each of

her children, their spouses

grandchildren, and great grands,

great-great grands, their houses.

She prayed for the neighbors

And church and our country.

She read from God’s Word,

 to trust Him completely.

In her sufferings she claimed,

“God is good and He’s right!”

With God’s Word and His praise

She put Satan to flight!

                                               Thank you, Dear heavenly Father!