The Battleground

      I have been part of a weekly prayer group for prodigals for many years and we have had some outstanding answers to prayer. There are times, even on those weeks we meet by text instead of in person, when I can sense a battle raging. We may look like a group of ordinary moms and grandmas, but at those times, we are warriors. Our loved ones' souls are at risk and, like most moms, we are willing to fight, even give our lives, for our children. But in spiritual warfare, we give our lives in different ways. We add our faith when theirs has faltered, share hope with one another, and our petitions with God. On our knees spiritually, if not literally, we enter the battleground of prayer.  

 

                 The Battleground                       

 

There is an unseen world.

An unseen world where a battle is raging. 

Where a battle is raging and we are fighting.

A battle is raging and we are fighting in prayer.

Prayer, for all its peace and beauty, is a weapon.

For all its peace and beauty, it's a weapon and a shield.

Prayer links our shields together.

Links shields together around the fallen.

While the unseen fight fiercely in their realm,

we pray fervently in ours,

and the proud fall, and the fallen rise,

where the battle call is the sound of prayer.

 

                        1/22/25