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The battle of Reading Rock - Part 08

Royston 1946 (Reading)

Before daybreak, I was wide awake,
so I got up well before dawn
I could not sleep, and had to peep,
outside in the early hours of morn.
All was so still, and behind the hill,
a sky full of stars so clear
the horizon met, where heaven set,
and I felt that God was near.

They have had their fun, and one by one,
the fans went upon their way
I did not know, but it was as though,
a battle had been fought that day.
With broken cars, and empty jars,
the litter was scattered around
Peace descended, the battle ended,
there was no enemy to be found.

Into my view, a large sheet blew,
across the field and wrapped around
the “Jesus” tent, so subservient,
and I picked it from the ground.
It had just blown, all on its own,
from the fortress and was a sign
of resignation, and submission,
to this awesome God of mine.

About this poem

Well before dawn I went outside and saw a clear sky with myriads of stars shining brightly. and Psalm 8 came to mind. My eyes slowly made their way down to the horizon and it felt as though I was at the meeting place of Heaven and Earth. My soul breathed out a prayer of praise to God. Dave left early that morning and I was sorry to see him go. Someone having difficulty getting her car going and was trying to fix it. The field looked like a war zone. Some fans were stumbling like wounded soldiers. I looked over the site and saw piles of rubbish and smouldering fires in all directions. Empty tents were left flapping in the wind. I glanced over at the Japanese fortress. It looked abandoned and derelict. The warriors had gone and I wondered what had happened to their “tank” recounting their opposition to the Gospel. As I looked the wind blew a large sheet of polythene off the fortress and it rolled across the field wrapping itself submissively around the base of the Jesus Tent. I set it free it and watched it waft across the field and thought “Jesus is Lord and is able to set us free.” 

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Submitted by royston on June 06, 2021

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