A Mother's Prayer for her Marine
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    Cool A Mother's Prayer for her Marine

    God, Father of Freedom, look after that boy of mine, wherever he may be. Walk in upon him. Keep his mind stayed on Thee. Talk with him during the silent watches of the night, and spur him to bravery whenever called upon to face the cruel foe. Transfer my prayer to his heart, that he may know the lingering love I have bequeathed to him as an everlasting gift.

    Keep my boy contented and inspired by the never-dying faith in his mother's God. He is my gift to freedom. May that freedom forever remain untarnished, God. Through the lonely and confusing hours of training and combat, and throughout all the long days of a hopeful victory, keep his spirit high and his purpose unwavering. Make him a proud pal to all with whom he comes in contact and make his influence a noonday light wherever his duty takes him. Satisfy the hunger of his soul with the knowledge of this daily prayer of mine.

    To my country, and to world freedom, O Heavenly Father, have I bequeathed this boy of mine. He is my choicest treasure. Take care of him, God. Keep him in health and sustain him under every possible circumstance of events. Warm him anew under his shelter and under the stars. Touch him with my smile of cheer and comfort and my full confidence in his every brave pursuit.

    Silent and alone, I pray, God, but I am only one of millions of mothers, whose prayers stream day and night to You. This is our Gethsemane. Lead us victoriously through it, God. And lead that boy of mine through his. Fail him not...and may he not fail You, his country, nor his mother. Thank you, God.


    Sempers,

    Roger


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    Cool A MOTHERS PRAYER

    A MOTHERS PRAYER


    The things I never told you I'd like to tell you now;
    Of feeling held contentedly inside my heart to swell;
    Of thoughts and dreams, wants and happiness too;
    A mother's prayer to finally share with you.
    Lord, govern their lives as you have mine,
    Touch them with Your sweet divine,
    Make them happy, guide their paths,
    Tickle their funny bones, let me hear their laughs.
    Dry the tears sliding down their faces,
    Hold their hands when the love hearts races,
    Make them stand tall when the burdens are great,
    Prepare them to carry the loads of fate.
    Heal the hurts and sufferings of the spirit,
    Make them listen until they hear it;
    That sweet song of yours that will touch their soul
    And carry them forward until they are old.
    Lord, let them see the meaning of life,
    Protect them from the evils of strife,
    Gently guide them in the path of your ways,
    I pray, Lord, I pray for them everyday.
    I know, Lord, that I fell short many times;
    In my guidance as "Mom" there were crimes,
    Times that I failed to help them see
    The beauty that you have bestowed around me.
    Take their hands and lead them forward
    Give them strength to avoid the coward
    And evil ones that lurk about
    Waiting to swallow them up and shout
    The conquest of their gentle soul
    Provide them the coin to pass the toll.
    Please make things right, Lord, once again
    To help them to see the meaning of friend
    And loved ones that hold them close to the heart
    With a Mother that loves them, never apart.

    (Author unknown)


    Sempers,

    Roger


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    Thanks, drifter. It sums up what all of us who are mothers feel about our children - now even more than ever.

    Just as you gentlemen nevr stop being Marines and brothers, we never stop being moms.


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