FOR ALL MY SISTERS
I was sitting, on a summer day, beneath a shady
tree,
descending into slumber, when a dream came to me.
There was beating of a thousand drums the ground
was shaking too.
Then over the horizon came a woman into view.
And then another woman, with a hundred at her heel.
They multiplied a thousand fold the dream was
surreal!
Salvation was their helmet,and solid faith their
shield,
With righteousness as breastplates,their hearts
were well concealed.
A mighty sword they all possessed,held tightly in
their palms.
Was this the female army indicated in the Psalms?
Their eyes were facing forward as they marched in
perfect time.
Then I recognized their faces! These are my
sisters-friends of mine!
See there that single sister? Satan put her to the
test!
How she longed to have a husband to be loved like
all the rest!
And there, that older sister, though her
spouse does not believe,
You'll find her out in service,every morning,
noon and eve.
Another lost her husband, yet she marches through
her trial.
Says she,'He's on vacation merely resting for
awhile.'
And that one lost her husband when he simply went
AWOL.
He dropped his sword mid-battle, yet she's
marching straight and tall.
Oh yes, and there's my sister with her young ones -
quite a sight.
Her husband is in prison - for the war he refused
to go and fight.
This sister here seems quite content - her life
seems quite ideal,
But what goes on behind closed doors she never
will reveal.
In spite of all these hardships, the women march
on strong.
The old, the young, the strong, the weak:they
bravely trudge along.
And then, like lightening, one of them stepped
right up to my face.
'How dare you rest!' she said to me.'There's no
time left to waste!'
'Here, take this sword and take this shield, this
breastplate you must wear.'
'Don't rest until the Kingdom News is broadcast
everywhere!'
And so I found my place in line, with no time to
debate.
For now I see the urgency - my sleep will have to
wait.
No time for insecurities, no time for shrinking
back.
Just time to get this preaching done, false
doctrines to attack!So next time you sit down to
rest, or get the urge to snooze,
Or if you start to tire out while preaching the
good news,
Observe this military force, just see what they
can do,
And pray for strength from Jehovah on high, then
you can do it too.
AUTHOR UNKNOWN
'The women telling the good news are a large army.'
Psalm 68:11
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