Through the midst of the turmoil, through the suffering and the pain.
Through the emptiness and heartache, I saw your flickering flame.
I struggled for a life time with not a hope in sight.
I fought for my own survival with all my strength and might.
Sometimes I thought it futile to linger here on earth,
When life had been so meaningless from the moment of my birth.
The only thing that kept me sane was my family.
The only happiness in my life; a gift from God to me.
When things became their darkest and I could not take it anymore;
I cried out to the Lord in Heaven "What is all this suffering for?"
A peaceful silence filled my room. A bright light filled the dark.
In my saddened aching heart ignited a little spark.
From the midst of the darkness a majestic presence grew near;
With a resounding voice so beautiful I fell to my knees in fear.
"Don't fret my sweet child for you are more precious then you know.
You are my wandering little light but you have a learnt and wise soul.
Your flame flickers without direction. With me, you must become one.
Your life's mission is to spread the word about my precious son.
Your suffering has not been in vane; instead a learning tool.
To make you wise when the Devil tempts you for he is not a fool.
Pick up your sword and shield and do not tarry on your way.
March forth my sweet child and to the Devil do not sway.
For when you life is over and your victory you have won;
I have a place for you in heaven. Come sit beside me with my son."
The spark that had ignited in my heart turned into a burning flame.
I thanked the Blessed Lord for finally my purpose I could claim and
spend eternity untied with my dear Saviour's flame.