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I was praying at midnight the other night and the lord gave me this. IIt was the day my heart broke for this nation and for the babies. We stood that morning at an abortion clinic and the Lord gave me a poem and it was not put in effect until midnight that night. The day the tears fell was the day I saw no more children. No more smiles, no more laughs, no more sunshine, no more crafts. The tears began to fall in my heart as my eyes wept with grief. I couldn't believe what wasn't around me, no more pitter-patter of little feet. Where have they gone? As I felt a stutter in my heart, the sobbing I felt with my chest. I fell to my knees as I trembled with fear of what would become of this place. Weeping in the wind, my tears continued to fall. Soaking my hair and drenching my skin. I felt this grief come over me that was all too alarming. It was thet tears of God that swept over me as the sound of something called me. I sat in my grief with no hope at all... and then I hear, it wasn't loud but very small. I looked around to see what it was and then i looked down at my tummy. I heard the sound of one so small with the voice of someone strong. I felt it rising in my throat and it came out as angelic ecstasy and prose. The silent sound within came out as a roar. And when it did, it stirred the weeping hearts around me more and more. The roar was so loud it shook the earth, and with the final battlecry I gave birth. Seeing the first child again was the only thing I should've ever been. What I saw in the pictures is what I had been and seen, and on that silent day I birthed the first child... me. Ah, to have faith like a child again. JoJo
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