I wrote this poem after reading my journal where I wrote out my prayers with God. My youngest brother died at 34 years of age, after only a few weeks of knowing he was seriously ill. Armand, your journey here is over and you will be greatly missed.
Lord what do I say
What do you want people to hear?
What do you want to say to me?
I need to know you are near
I am here my child, so close
And the pain in your heart I can see
Talk to me, my child
What do you want to say to me?
You know me so well my Lord
My doubts and fears, I’m trying to understand
He was so young, why him, why now?
How does this fit in your perfect plan?
Child, I love you and I love him
It is not always for you to know or understand
But to trust and have faith in Me
Believe this was My sovereign plan
Remember, I knew Armand by name
Before I spoke the world to be
I fashioned him in your mother’s womb
His whole life was laid out by Me
You know My ways are not like yours
I see everything beginning to end
I do not make mistakes my child
There is nothing torn I cannot mend
I know Lord, but many people were praying
Believing and trusting You to heal
A miracle would have been easy for You
People would have believed You are real
But You chose not to answer those prayers
You still had time even at the last hour
It is hard to accept Your will for his life
Because it was completely in Your power
I know Lord you are Elohim, Mighty Creator
The giver of life and breath
I know you are El Roi, the God who sees
But what good will come from His death?
My child as you grieve for your brother
Do not lose sight of who I AM
Nothing is beyond My control
And I do not answer to man
I am the Holy One, the Righteous Judge
I do not slumber nor do I sleep
I purchased Armand’s life with My blood
He is mine, not yours to keep
You know child, life on this earth is a journey
No one knows how long it will be
I have numbered the days of every person
Everyone’s life will end eventually
Each person is given an allotment of time
No one knows the length of his days
I have warned of this in My Holy Word
So all will follow after My ways
I long to bring all of My children home
I’m being patient My child, not slow
There are so many who still do not believe in Me
Freedom from sin through My blood they don’t know
You cannot comprehend the deep love that I have
For every single man woman and child
But sin separates them from a relationship with me
This will doom their soul when they are put on trial
Even though I am loving and kind
I am Holy and Just without sin
In order for people to be at peace with Me
They have to confess from within
The gift of eternal life I’ve made easy
But by faith alone it must be
I’ve made it available to everyone
They only need to believe
I am continually at work in the hearts of all
I use every detail of life to draw them near
I know those who will be changed as result of your loss
Your grief is not wasted not even a tear
Some will be challenged to change their ways
Some will start life a new
Some will see Me for the first time
There is a purpose for all that I do
I will give the strength to endure My child
And joy to accept Armand’s fate
But his life was necessary to end this way
So for other’s it won’t be too late
Armand Patrick, means a soldier of noble birth
Now he serves in My kingdom for My glory
Be of good cheer my child you will see him again
Your job is to tell the story
