The battle before me seemed easy and clear.
My objective was to accomplish the task
They said that faith and effort was all I needed.
That Heavenly Father would be there when I
But preparing for this battle was giving me such a fright.
I nervously stood with clinched fists and
"Have faith," they said. "Our prayers are with you!"
"Surely you believe that God will be there
Words of advice that are spoken with ease,
when youíre not the one that has to
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
Inside I was scared and I felt all alone.
Why wasnít the Hand of Providence being
Where was the God they told me would be here?
Why was He letting this battle be so
I pray thee, Oh God, to be here with me,
to guide me through this dark forest of
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
The battle has gone on for months, even years.
When can it be said that I have shed enough
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
Iíll work that way for where else to go?
This battle has been severe, itís taken
Iím almost out, I can see the end clear.
I wonder if Heavenly Father has always been
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
Had I quit before the battle was over, I wouldnít be able to see
the miracle that had been prepared ...just
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