Crossing through a small cemetery An inscription there soon caught my eye. “Jesus is going to fix it someday!” This sent my curiosity’s volume to high.
A profound statement chiseled in stone! Just what was the story line here? I scribbled each fact on a faded scratch pad… My reporter side slid into gear.
Date of his birth and date of his death Declared that this boy was quite young. All of his kites had never been flown… His swan song too speedily sung
This was a typical Mayberry town... Six stop signs and two traffic lights ... A cobblestone street…a ragged old flag Over the town square was a beautiful sight.
“Say, buddy,” I asked an old Negro gent Busy scrubbing a rusty wheel rim, “What’s with this grave sitting over the hill?” I described the inscription to him.
Pointing me to a small, unpainted house That over grown bushes kept hid... “Talk to the preacher,” he said with a smile, “He’s the fella that best knew the kid.”
An elderly gentleman answered my knock. Introductions were made and we spoke. I explained my profession…showed him my ID, Then his held back emotions just broke!
He sobbed for awhile…dabbed at his eyes Then he finally stood up and smiled. “I’m so sorry,” he said, “but I can’t help myself… You see, that grave holds my only child.”
His son, diagnosed with a fatal disease, Had prayed hard for healing to come. “Why doesn’t it happen?” he questioned his dad. Causing his father’s deep faith to drift some.
But he clung to the Cross…knowing God loved the boy And the Lord spoke these words to his heart. “This is going to hurt… he’s caught in the crossfire He was wounded real bad from the start.
Some soldiers must die in the perils of war Because Satan’s determined to win I watched my Son die so I know how you feel But you are going to see him again.”
“It was then the peace came,” the preacher explained, “ I had to teach my boy how to be brave. He was a good soldier right up to the end … His last words are etched on his grave.”
Doris Jacobs-Covington April 26, 2012
“For we do not wrestle against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this age, against spiritual hosts of wickedness in the heavenly places.” Ephesians 6:11
“And war broke out in Heaven; Michael and his angels fought against the dragon, and the dragon and his angels fought, but they did not prevail, nor was a place found in Heaven for then any longer. so the old dragon was cast out, that serpent of old, called the devil and Satan, who deceives the whole world, he was cast to the earth, and his angels were cast out with him.” Revelation 12: 7-9