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                    The Battle...

The battle before me seemed easy and clear.
       My objective was to accomplish the task without fear.
They said that faith and effort was all I needed.
       That Heavenly Father would be there when I pleaded.
But preparing for this battle was giving me such a fright.
       I nervously stood with clinched fists and knuckles white.

"Have faith," they said. "Our prayers are with you!"
       "Surely you believe that God will be there too!"
Words of advice that are spoken with ease,
       when youíre not the one that has to believe.
But try I will, for what else is there to do?
       I cannot go back so I must make it through.

But as the battle wages on, fear continues to creep in.
       The confidence I had was now beginning to weaken.
Inside I was scared and I felt all alone.
       Why wasnít the Hand of Providence being shown?
Where was the God they told me would be here?
       Why was He letting this battle be so severe?

I pray thee, Oh God, to be here with me,
       to guide me through this dark forest of trees.
For lost in the darkness I surely am.
       Oh where, Oh God, is thou powerful hand?
I try to believe in thee but I have so much fear.
       How does one have the faith to believe youíre near?

The battle has gone on for months, even years.
       When can it be said that I have shed enough tears?
Ohhh, what was that my mother would say?
       "Though I walk through the valley of death I be not afraid?"
But wait, what in the distance do I see?
       Is it a light, a hope, a chance of reprieve?

Iíll work that way for where else to go?
       This battle has been severe, itís taken itís toll.
Iím almost out, I can see the end clear.
       I wonder if Heavenly Father has always been near?
Iím done, Iím finished, itís over at last.
       And now as I stand and look over the past.

What had been a jigsaw puzzle with pieces scattered about,
       now fit together ...with everything worked out.
Had I quit before the battle was over, I wouldnít be able to see
       the miracle that had been prepared ...just for me.
Like a loving father who leads his scared child through the dark night,
       You were there for me Heavenly Father, at every turn, door and fright.

   "Jesus saith unto her...go to my brethren, and say unto them, I ascend unto
    my Father, and your Father; and to my God, and your God." St. John 20:17

       Officer Samuel Jeppsen, #3751, April 1999-a    www.LDSCOPS.com


 

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