I was once a prodigal

Not living out my faith

With one foot in the grave

This “goody-goody” had strayed

My Bible gathered dust

In vain I kept on praying

I did a lot of talking

Not listening, still straying

In the bed that I had made

My suffering was great

God held me in my pain

Yet still he made me wait

Granted God’s gift of a child

I was blessed with a son

His laughter became my light

As the moon mirrors the sun

Yet Satan’s minion still stormed

In our plight we remained

There was no end to my fright

Though God kept my son safe

The brutal years dragged on

Hidden scars never told

This spiritual battle

Became my Damascus Road

Imposter’s eyes revealed

Dark soul slithering beneath

I cried out, “Lord, set us free!

This man is fueled by the beast!

The Lord of Heaven’s Armies

Will answer by his plan

He’ll fulfill with his wisdom

Not the way that we demand

Cancer had already grown

In my blood and bones and marrow

Even more vulnerable

Weak and slight as a sparrow

My son had become strong

But he began his retreat

Believed evil’s twisted lies

And they both abandoned me

My life ceased but did not end

Still as fragile as a bird

Heart so sick I could not breathe

God revived my by his Word

And he did answer my prayer

Though not how I had hoped

Like a child I ran to him

His strong arms held me close

I was once a prodigal

Now the prodigal’s my son

Did I cause pain like I’m in?

Such damage I must have done!

Good will leave the herd behind

Hears my prayers to rescue him

He waits for his children

God won’t let Satan win

The battle is in God’s hands

The dancing Devil will flee

When we’re both bold in our faith

Lord, what a testimony!

Psalm 62:5

2 Chronicles 20:15

Exodus 19:4

Psalm 39:7

Psalm 119:25

Psalm 119:28

Psalm 73:26

Psalm 27:13-14

Romans 8:17-18

Isaiah 40:11

Jonah 2:2

Psalm 56:8

Psalm 56:13

Psalm 127:3

Exodus 14:14