People Who Pray

You see them in the grocery store
Heads bowed, close to a friend
Lips moving, maybe they’re touching.
Somehow you know what’s going on,
And you give them room.
Someone’s in pain, someone has a need.

People who pray don’t wait
For the appropriate place,
Or the more convenient time.
People who pray, pray.

No matter what time, no matter what place.
If someone is brave enough to ask,
Then "Let’s do it now. Bow your head."
People who pray pray over things
Other people might not think of.

They pray the front page of the newspaper,
So much violence, so much need.
Neighbors down the street need to be
Prayed for while walking the block.
Schools need prayers while you’re driving by.
Blow a kiss to the firefighters as they’re
Tearing down the street
"God bless you! And be safe!"

Pray-ers pray for ambulances, for policemen,
For construction workers and moms out shopping.
A silent army moves among us,
Fighting the Spiritual battle on our behalf
People who pray speak to God
Like they know Him,
And they do.

Copyright 2011 Gloria Fisher.

An Army Asleep in the Light

The soldiers all have armor
They have a greater cause
And marching orders
From a commander
Who laid out the plan.

The enemy has been revealed.
He’s even been defeated.
The victory is in the hands
Of the righteous army
Asleep in the Light.

Every Sunday morning the
Army meets in camps
To make strategic plans
Of how to move out--
How to win the battle of the week

Do soldiers share their battle tales?
Or do they only compare uniforms
And tell what they did at home
While others went out to war?

How much ground did you lose?
Did the devil take his spoils?
Wake up! Wake up, you warriors!
You are more than conquerors
Come home shouting
Awake in the Light!

Copyright 2011 Gloria Fisher