LORD DEFENDER of the TREE OF LIFE

When the baby was born the Father defended the baby against the mother. The innocent child of the LORD that had the voice of his angelic chord. The voice that sang solo, the Christmas carol in Westminster Abbey. She rode a horse in freedom along the beach, she did not play polo.

The child that defended the innocent and took the punches to defend the babies. Two and three against one, always outnumbered. Then the day came when she was encircled by the boys and girls in Regents Park, they took the
dog and were throwing it. The mother came to rescue the dog and defend her child.  She arrived like a soaring tornado, then the bullies ran as fast as they can.

The tiny child that be-friended the larger female bully, and then violence stopped in the playground, smiles and happiness were allowed to survive and live. The gentle and tender hearted were allowed to be, to see the sky, the many different heavens filled with divine love.

Then the boys were jealous of the one, that shone with the light of the sun. So they pierced her arm with lead from a sharp pencil stick. Then the Mother took her away from school, the boys and the men with their hockey sticks and their ticks. Her shins, calves and arms would be hit no more.

The child cried silently when forced to leave the place and the people that she ​loved. The child could not understand, why she would be taken away from the one that she loved. She did not know that the LORD had a divine plan, she was only
an innocent child for goodness sake.

She wasn't in love with the bully, she loved someone else. Did he even know that she exists? Or was he busy watching the boys and their fists? Did he even see her tiny Lotus Feet the flower of the paraclete?

The first defender of the child taken away when young. It was decades before she would meet another hero, that was a defender of life itself. A man that defended Europe and was tempted away from divine love. Defender for a night, and not for a season due to the reason.

Dear LORD, I know that you also sent Michael to defend all that is right and true, to defend your faithfulness. So many soldiers of love, so many wounded kings. The sheer power of courage is mighty indeed. Dauntless in integrity, to defend
all that is tender, innocent and pure. The moral compass, at last, that honors your name, there are none that are the same.

If only the brothers, fathers, uncles and sons, around the world would be so righteous. If only they would arise and be kind, just like you LORD, to defend the innocent, poor and suffering against injustice.

I am sure my LORD, that I would not exist without your defence that you put around me. Like your arms that surround me, help them to understand dear LORD. When they strike a punch against the innocence of purity, and all that is holy, they strike you that stands in beauty.

LORD you said the 'King is not allowing'. Help them LORD to understand. Forgive them heavenly Father, they know not what they do. Let humanity not be few, save your creation and let them Chew.

Give them the cue, show them the way to hit the balls, so that they go into the pockets of love and hear the call to stand tall. Clear the table to start creation all over again.A different time, a different place to the one that they once knew.

LORD you are our refuge, our holy sanctuary. To put it frankly, it is now between the heavenly defender-v-the earthly bully and I know LORD, that you are the very best holy defender of all that is right and true.


I love you