ANOTHER mother is laying her son to rest today. She has requested a day of silence as she continues to grieve the loss of her flesh and blood, her baby. I saw this poem and it spoke the same sentiment I was discussing on Mary Daviss page a few weeks ago. ~R.I.P. Mike Brown~ FORCED....A Mothers Cry ~ CD FORCED.... to be reacquainted with the worst in history. The fact that this is still happening is so surreal to me. FORCED... to relive the terror that they surely must have felt. If it were not for my faith in the Father, my heart would surely melt. FORCED...to face the horrific fear that grips me, when my son walks out the door. Left with tragic images, wondering...will I see him alive anymore? FORCED... to my knees in fervent and earnest prayer like never before. I CRY OUT to my Father in anguish please protect my child and help me...I cant bear this burden anymore. FORCED...I am reminded that he belongs to the Father. He is in HIS loving hands. Oh, yes he is HIS son. I gird up my loins as I dry my tears and whisper....Father, THINE WILL be done. #BeENCOURAGED...
Posted on: Mon, 25 Aug 2014 13:49:56 +0000
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