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The Runner's Prayer by Kathleen Higham A young man running furiously The crowd was electrified The competition intensely fierce A mother screamed then heavily sighed I felt her anguish in my heart For her son had fallen down Wanting so much for him to succeed To possess the ceremonial crown Even though I never met her I turned to her and said You must be so very proud But she sadly turned her head All this way for nothing The words came pouring out And when he ran she cheered him With enthusiasm she would shout He has one more chance she said And he approached the next event I bowed my head and prayed for him Asking for an angel to be sent It was not an urgent prayer But I wanted him to win So his mother might understand That we are living with sin The race was so exciting But it seemed he was too slow I believed he had won the race As his mother got up to go I touched her arm and smiled Saying why don't you wait and see I knew God had answered the prayer And the announcement came with glee The window of time presented itself I told her that God was there He had heard and answered me I called it the runner's prayer A mother's heart was filled with joy As she gave me the high-five When the runner's prayer enlightens her Then she'll run to God to survive |
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