I Depend Upon The Lord To Hear My Cry

At times I wonder how my sisters have made it this far, so many abused and battered or alone with an emotional scar. I think of Sister Sally whose baby died at two; some say it was a cold, others say the flu. But there is agreement that it did not have to be; if her old man paid a doctor instead of the bar at 14th and T. As my heart wept for Sister Sally I asked, "Why still to try?" She said, "I depend upon the Lord to hear my cry." She stood boldly, strong and tall; I know my God is there whenever I call. My sister, you think womanhood means passive and meek. But child being a woman can't be done by anyone who is weak.

They talk about my old man, but he does his best; He doesn't turned to Jesus to guide him to that perfect rest. But Sister I cannot allow that to destroy what I know, I just pray that the seed I plant will take root and grow. The things she said made me think about the seeds I've sown. Will they bring life: Are they how   known? My thoughts then turned to Sister Ann's son, he's the drug dealer you know the one. Oh Sister Ann claims he's so precious and fine, I thought because his profits kept her dressed in the latest design. As my heart condemned Sister Ann I asked, "Why not try?" she said, "I depend upon the Lord to hear my cry." She stood boldly, strong and tall; I know my God is there whenever I call.

My Sister, you think womanhood means passive and meek. But child being a woman can't be done by anyone who is weak. I know what they say about my son and me, but I had to turn that over to the Trinity.
I've given that boy everything I knew to give, I believe he will turn to the Lord when he's ready to live. The things she said made me wonder what I had to give, to make sure my sister's and brothers knew a better way to live. My thoughts then turned to Sister Carrie, the one who just can't find anyone to marry. There have been many suitors one right after the other, but none seem to want her for their children's mother.

As my heart felt for Sister Carrie I asked, "Why still try?" she said, "I depend upon the Lord to hear my cry." She stood boldly, strong and tall; I know my God is there whenever I call. My Sister, you think womanhood means passive and meek. But child being a woman can't be done by anyone who is weak. I know people have made me the talk of the town, but getting married isn't reason to accept a clown. The man that I marry must have Jesus as his source, I'm not allowing some fool to get me off course. the things Sister Carrie said were scriptural and sound, and caused me to check the solidity of my ground.

My look at my sisters lives has made me see, how dependent we are on others to define who we should be. But when you allow Christ to be your center those deceptions and misconceptions can not enter. You can stand boldly, strong and tall; knowing the Lord will hear your cry whenever you call.