The Faith Legacy

She was up before dawn
Reading candlelit page
Oft times she was cold
As a prayer battle raged

Her youngest boy, Gene
Observed his dear mother
Rising alone in the dark
For one reason and no other.

A spiritual-war-ravaged Bible
Lay spread on the table
Hiding God’s Word in her heart
As long as she was able

She never once asked
For her boy to adhere
To her morning ritual
No punishment - no fear

But the boy is now 70
And each day before dawn
He is filling his mind
As he has for so long

Treating God’s Word as precious
In the quiet of the day
Meeting God in prayer
With so much to say

Like grandma in times past
And like Dad just this morn
I too search God’s Word
Since the day I was re-born

I’m a recipient it seems
Of a wondrous faith legacy
And I’ll be a willing example
So, hopefully, my children see

And perhaps someday they’ll say

He was up before dawn
A lamp lit the page
Sometimes he was weary
As a prayer battle raged

He treated God’s Word as precious
In the quiet of the day
Meeting God in prayer
His life had so much to say.


Glenn A. Hascall

[ by: Glenn A. Hascall Copyright © 2003 (cmi@prairieweb.com) -- from Glenn A. Hascall ]