A foot soldier, in the ranks of life,Tolerating, enduring, persevering, the heavy weight of strife;
Determined by the lessons, I have, this far, learned,
Which, into my soul, have, as if by branding, been burned.
Marching forth, looking, neither, left, nor, right,
Sure of my direction, led by, HEAVENS own LIGHT;
Singing praises, sharing the good news, of
The HIGHEST AUTHORITY, the COMMANDER of LOVE!
Rarely slowing, though weary, I must not, relent,
Praying, that increased stamina, will be, by HIS own hand, sent;
Thwarting evil, combating deception's assaults, along the way,
Looking forward to, whatever peace, I can find, in this day!
Filling up on rations of the LIVING WORD,
To be enabled to fend off, the frivolous, and, the absurd.
My weapons consist of the belt of truth, the breastplate of righteousness, the helmet of salvation, and, the sword of THE SPIRIT; the gospel is my empowerment, my creed, my cause,
And, because of the wholesomeness it promises, to safeguard, and, preserve it, in my service, I shall never pause!
The battle is not mine, yet, willingly, I comply, in my capacity,
If only that the LOVE of *GOD* is proven, by me!
This war is ongoing, thus, the service duration, is too,
But, I tell you, it is the most worthy enlistment, ever knew!
A foot soldier, contentedly, doing my part
To honour THE LORD, whom gives of HIMSELF, with all of HIS heart!!!
REV. LWINSOR © 2011
ALL RIGHTS RETAINED/RESERVED IN AUTHORSHIP BY THE GRACE OF *GOD*
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