Mama the Prayer Warrior

At exactly mid night When only the breeze whispered Another voice pierced my ears I could recogise mama's voice. Stealthily I looked at her She had worn a white sutana* And held a candle stick in a hand And a book in the other hand. Then she sang a song: Open, oh you the gate of heaven ,open; As you opened for Moses at red sea, Open, oh you the gate of heaven ,open; And for Elijah at river jordan, Open, oh you the gate of heaven open; As you opened for Jesus in sepulchre, Open, oh you the gate of heaven,opennn.. Suddenly she stopped the song and said: You are worthy to be praised I am the mud you made in your image I am a sinner, forgive me my sins Let no weapon fashioned against me prosper Povide for my need and take me to the greater height I bring my children under your canopy this hour Protect them, uphold them,guide them and give them direction Remember Nigeria and give her peace The world is yours let peace reign in the world Above all, let us not be missing in your everlasting kingdom. In the name of Jesus Christ.., Blood of Jesus,blood of Jesus, blood of Jesus... She then opened the book in her hand Read for sometimes and walked in her bed direction As she was walking away she was singing along "God will make a way,where seems to be no way..." Sutana*: a uniform for spritual church members in Nigeria. 18/11/15