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MEMOIRS OF A VICTORIOUS WARRIOR
By: Carol Jackson Carol Jackson Ministries  "Now thanks be to God who always leads us in triumph in Christ, and through us diffuses the fragrance of His knowledge in every place." II Corinthians 2:14
As I sit here pondering my
warfare quest
I thank God for the Grace that for me passed this test I must never forget from where I have come And how the warfare of the battle was won How lowly I lay, how deep in the pit Pathways so dark, no candle was lit Smothered in grief, with my soul laid bare Fighting for my life, and trapped in a snare
Two days as a prisoner in a deep
dark grave|
Was there no one to help me, no one to save? From the jaws of darkness, this evil so strong My grip was loosening, I could not hold on long For I held on to my life for two days of a lifetime My spirit was weak, a new hope I must find I would not surrender as a prisoner of war In my life as a warrior, I had come much too far The breath of life from my soul had long gone No visible hope that I should hold on Yet I heard the whisper of a voice so strong Saying, "Melinda, My Warrior, the battle is won" I picked myself up from the pit I was in
With hopes in my heart for victory to begin I began crawling until I could see light And when I saw it…it strengthened me to fight My balance was unsteady, but I stood to my feet For my Battle Commander I prepared myself to meet The orders were given to march onto the battlefield And no longer to the enemy was I ever to yield With Salvation as my Helmet I placed it on with care
My Breastplate of Righteousness I determined to wear I girded my loins with the Truth from above The Gospel of Peace shod my feet like a dove My Shield of Faith was held high to proclaim That I come to do battle in His Mighty Name The Sword of the Spirit I took out of my sheath The Word of My God placed the enemy beneath
No longer in the pit, the snare
I had fled
My Commander embraced me and anointed my head Well done my Warrior, your faithfulness is true Yet so many more battles have been assigned you As I think on these words my expectations are sure That my warrior days I have been called to endure As I wait for My Commander to sound the next call I train for the next battle armored and tall For I am honored to be a Warrior of the Lord
To Carry His Word, the undefeated Sword Until the next time, I will stand strong and resist Just knowing I am a Warrior for such a time as this 
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