A poem for our dear sisters

[Meditate!]

But mine I must add.. But a reflection of Jehovah's view of these precious congregation members.

   A Poem for My Sisters 

(Read it when you have time... but dont forget to read it! 🥰)...

  
I was sitting, on a summer day, 
beneath a shady tree, 
descending into a slumber, 
when a vision 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 thousandfold - 
the vision 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 were 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 - 
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 God on high, 
then you can do it too.  
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"The women telling the good news are a large army."    - Psalm 68:11 -
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Edited July 19, 2020 by Alan