FOR THE MARINE
by Jaunda L Taylor
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 FOR THE MARINE
�2005 Jaunda L Taylor

Introduction

I do not suppose that I have in the past, ever given much thought to the Marine.
At least, I did not give much real thought.

When I thought of a Marine, I usually thought of a man who went off to a foreign land and killed other men before these other men killed him�the Marine.

Because of some things that I have gone though, because of some things that God has brought me out of; God has me thinking about a lot of people that I have never really thought of before.

This poem was given by God to a man who for twenty years of his life was a Marine. It is a love letter to him, from God�I was just the instrument that God used. While writing what God gave me, I cried. I was so moved by the words that flowed from my pen unto that sheet of paper�so humbled by the fact that God was using me! What love God has for you!

I am mindful, now. Oh, not as knowledgeable as the Marine, of course�but I am mindful. I will pray, now. For God has moved upon me, and used me to give you a love letter from Him�I will never again think or feel the same way when I see a Marine; especially one in particular.

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Shelby: I hope that you will find whatever it is that God is giving to you by way of this poem. There may be someone you need to share this with�I feel strongly in my heart that there is some one you need to share this with�please do so, for God did not give this to me, honey, but to you. He knows the why; He knows the reason. May you be blessed. Peace be unto you, and joy from your One True Love/The Shepherd of your soul---

Blessings�

FOR THE MARINE

He stands.
Different than he used to be.
His mind�no longer functions as a single unit.
His body�no longer separate from his mind.
A man-machine trained extensively/exclusively.

He waits.
More ready than he used to be.
His heart beats as he wills it to.
His orders determine the rhythm of his breathing.
A Marine ready to do what only he can do.

He goes.
To a place I would never.
His feet march in harmony with his brothers.
His motivation: to do the job.
A force that cannot define �defeat�.

He moves.
With fierceness�quiet/sleek.
His eyes see for him and his partners.
His hands are quick and precise.
A weapon total and confident.

He returns.
Much different than he used to be.
His mind holds images that haunt.
His body has been forever changed.
A man-machine trained extensively/exclusively.

He waits.
More eagerly than he used to be.
His heart beats much faster than it used to.
His orders- (he wonders about)-but he can�t!
A Marine fighting his own personal battle.

He goes.
To a place of restoration.
His feet lead him to the only Place.
His motivation: Perfect Peace.
A force that has no strength.

He finds.
A Savior Mighty (yet humble).
Who has fought a greater battle than he.
Who is the Warrior of warriors.
The true Undefeated�for the Marine.

He stands.
So different than he used to be.
His mind in God�s Perfect Peace.
His body the temple of the Holy Ghost.
His God: the Hero for the Marine.

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Painting by Mary T. Hoffman - God's Creation in Art

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