Wednesday, March 22, 2006

...pride of the Father, warriors of the Spirit, sisters in Christ

Sisters In Christ

-rey


Spirit awakens, a relationship is born

Underneath the differences, a common dawn

Zooming past the chaos of a troubled world

Each one a flower blooming amongst discord

Touched by my hand I am blessed!

Touching my heart, twice over, I'm blessed!

Endeared to me, endeared to the Spirit

Kindhearted souls of service and discipleship

Abounding in love they share their gifts

Re-echoing the voice of He who declared them fit.

Ensnaring the demons of the world they march on

Noble and holy warriors of the Son!

Death has no grip

All evil has no voice

Resounding faith, their shield and armor

Love is their sword.

Envied by the wicked

Nitpicked by the fallen

Each one challenged by darkness

And yet not one remains beaten.

Smiles of peace are found on their lips

Hell freezes over at their words of prayer

Life regenerates with their healing touch

Every eye turns to God as they let loose their laughter

Young at heart yet mature in Spirit

Maidens handpicked to serve this world we live in

All called and instructed to prepare the way

Readying the path for His glorious day

I have had the privilege to have been in their presence

Sisters in Christ, I treasure them all

Sisters in the Spirit have been since they answered His call.

A new, cleansing fire that swept my conscience

Each one a source of strength and inspiration

Reminding my battered soul that I too am called.

I pause and I pray. Glorified shall you be for such creations, Father almighty!

Keep them forever close to your heart, and please ensure their safety,

And I thank you for sending them my way during my days of frailty. Amen.