Friday, August 12, 2011

The Battle of Life

Good Morning Faithful Fiction Fans,
The sun is shining, but it is cooler than it has been. And, we actually got rain this week!!! There was one day when the temperatures never got out of the 70s! That was wonderful! It is warmer now, but not in the triple digits.
Life seems to be a whirlwind right now. I've been trying to write, but for the most part my brain seems to have gone on vacation.:} I've written some, but it's not very interesting. :( But, this same sort of thing happened to me after I finished writing Home Fires. Making myself write something almost everyday has been a challenge, but I'm hoping that next week I'll be back into it again.

S & I will be babysitting the kiddos tonight.:) I'm sure we'll have fun, but that means I won't be writing. I've also been busy helping Priscilla De Silvosa ready for her big trip! By the way, there is new info at the bottom of the Traveling the U.S.A. page. I hope you find it interesting. Another thing that has kept me busy is editing my western and sending it to the proofer as well as other things I have to do to get this book ready for publication. Are any of you planing on buying this as soon as it comes off the press?

Now, I know you were all hoping I'd post a story, but I didn't feel like posting a story. I wanted to post a poem since it has been a while since I've done that. This poem was written years ago when I was at Sound Foundations. It was the song I had to write. I can compose the words to songs, but don't ask me to compose the music! I hope you enjoy this poem. And don't forget to go read the Traveling page!

The Battle of Life
Rebekah M.

The enemy does seem so strong
Our thinning lines look grim
The ground we’re losing to the wrong
Our faith is weak and dim.
Our standard in the dust has lain
Then is this fight in vain?

The Captain now is drawing near
He gives an order clear,
“Stand firm and fight and do not fear
The Lord thy God is near!”

The mighty men of valor rise
With all their armor on.
The foes sharp darts they now despise
The former fear is gone.
They raise the standard, wave it high
And shout the battle cry!

The ground surrendered to the foe
For Christ we’ll take it back
And though the battle’s full of woe
With courage we’ll attack.
March on with Christ, we’ll never flee
From certain victory!

Discouraged we will never be
Nor will we be dismayed
Now in God’s armor clad are we,
With shield and shining blade.
We fight and for the right contend
And stand until the end!


Grace said...

I love that poem. It is so true.
Thanks for posting it. I needed to read that today.

Abigail in WI said...

really like that poem!