My Precious Sister

I cherish all my sisters in my Christian family, but I miss my own blood sister. When I left home I had no idea that I would never see her again. I lived in the same house with her for 11 years until I was 18. I was not to see her again for thirty years. By that time she was a different person and had no room for me in her life anymore. This poem is in her honor, to the woman of God I know in my heart she could be. I pray for her everyday.


How precious is my sister, she means the world to me

Her laughter when I hear it, sets my spirit free,

I can hear how she loves me, when she speaks my name

I wonder does she know that, I'll never be the same,

That she fills up my heart, that never has been filled

And gives wings of joy to my soul, when she does God's will?

So when she struggles, or starts to fall into Satan's hand

I get on my knees and I pray until, she again begins to stand,

I see her strength comes not from her, but strictly from above

Then I know that she's been on her knees, receiving God's pure love.

Just which way will my sister go, as she follows God?

She goes the way He would seem to lead, because her feet are shod

With the preparation of the gospel, because she cares to do His will

And daily petitions the Lord her God, for His Spirit He would fill,

She daily searches her Bible, to gain His light each day

Then takes each step in that light, that shows her the way,

O how precious is my sister, that means the world to me

That partners in the work of God, so all the world can see,

That joins her prayer unto mine, where two on earth agree

That moves those mountains one by one, and casts them in the sea?

O lovely Jesus' daughter, thy spirit do I laud

I pray wondrous blessings from on high, from the hand of God.

I pray you know I love thee, and as long as God allows

I'll be here to stand with thee, 'gainst all the noisy crowds,

Against all those that'd hurt you, to slander your sweet name

Who'd raise a hand up to hurt you, or try to defame

What you would stand for, as you work to do His will

And show others where to go, for the Spirit to be filled.

O how precious is my sister, that means the world to me?

If so much love is here on earth, how much eternity?

I am the oldest of three children, having one brother and one sister younger than I. The seven year difference between myself and my baby sister was terribly dividing. I was going through my horrible puberty and teen years and she was just this tiny vulnerable thing that saw me as her hero. I didn't get into too much trouble at home but I remember that when my mother would try to discipline me in any fashion, my little sister would get between us and say, "don't you hurt my brother!" She was always so sickly and frail but she became a lion cub with the biggest growl a cub can make when she tried to defend me.

When I left home at 18 years old, I really expected to return and visit my sister again. But as things worked out, I didn't see her again for 30 years. My change of faith was too much for my mother and she had to "protect" my sister from me and my new "crazy religion." I had always let my mom and dad know where I was, but this was not told my sister, who when she was old enough, ran away from home to find me. Rumour had it that I was in Rochester, New York and at one point my sister was a mere 6 city blocks from me, searching for her big brother.

Sickness was always stalking my sister and she was hospitalized over and over. At one point, thinking she was at death's door yet again she honored a last request. My mother contacted me and gave me my sister's phone number to say goodbye. I was reunited with her after 30 years, but it was not long and my sister felt the call to again say farewell to me forever so she could rejoin my mom and their disassociation with me. Jehovah's Witnesses have a hard line when it comes to anyone that is not Jehovah's Witness and that includes family. I will always cherish the months that I and my sister were in contact but it was not to be because of the religious mandate on her. She would have had to choose between myself and the rest of the family, which include one other brother and our parents.

This poem was written from the perspective of so many Christian families where brother and sister both serve the Lord. It is my fervent hope that my sister may come to faith one day along with the rest of my family and serve God with me, side by side. There are so many people who need to be told about Jesus.

I wonder, do you, the reader, know Him? A sister is precious and it is a great loss to have ties severed between family. God is like a Father waiting for any who would be His children to come home to Him. The sin that stands between a holy God and mankind was paid for on the cross. Jesus came to earth, God in human flesh to bleed and die for all the sin of all mankind. He waits for any who would call out to Him and turn to Him, that He may save them.

Do you believe in the gospel, that is, do you believe in the death burial and resurrection of Jesus. Do you believe that Jesus was God in human flesh come to earth to pay for all sin including yours? Are you willing to turn from your sin and turn to Christ as the only way of salvation? If you are, then just call out to Him and He will save you. Pray this:

Dear Lord Jesus, I know who You are. You are God that came in human flesh, sent by the Father to die for my sin. I know in my heart that I am a sinner and I do not deserve to go to heaven when I die but I ask that You forgive me of my sin and save me. I believe You came to earth, died and rose the third day. Please come into my life and be my Lord and Savior and Master of my life. I turn from my sin and turn to You as the only way of salvation. I pray this in Jesus' holy name. Amen.

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Judah's Daughter 7 years ago from Roseville, CA

Wow. I am speechless ~~ your ability to express the love of God blesses my heart so! I am so happy to be your sister in the Lord, and there is no better brother than he who shines the love of Christ so so precious in His sight. If love through man can be so great, how great the love of the One who created it! Agape love, there is no greater; Jesus proved His love on the cross and even through each other! Bless you, brother. In His love, JD :)


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drpastorcarlotta 7 years ago from BREAKOUT MINISTRIES, INC. KC

WHAT A GIFT YOU HAVE!!!!! Keep writing and spreading God Word and your love through your poems! WOW! Thank you for sharing!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Much love to you! I wanted to tell you also that you was soooooooo funny on your last comment on my newest Hub!!! lol Blessings!!!


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no body 7 years ago from Rochester, New York Author

Thank you my friend and sister. I wrote this from my heart and I didn't think it was my best work because I lost the rhythm. Plus when it involves someone so precious as my sister, I wanted it perfect. Well, as perfect as possible, anyway. Lots of Love.


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DeBorrah K. Ogans 7 years ago

Nobody, This is ABSOLUTELY BEAUTIFUL!!! You have a wonderful gift! I am sure that your sister would be touched by your caring, dear, heartfelt, wonderful poetic expression. Your sincerity, concern, compassion and love for her rings through so clearly! How thoughtful of you! What a beautiful living tribute. What a dear brother you are... Thank you for sharing your heart! Again Wonderful! Blessings!!! BRAVO!!!


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no body 7 years ago from Rochester, New York Author

Thank you DeB, I wrote this partly for you as well my sister. It has application to you for I love you as well and we will share heaven together too.


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spiderpam 7 years ago from USA

All I can say is... WOW

Love Pammy


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no body 7 years ago from Rochester, New York Author

Thank you girly. I like our friendship. I just came from helping my son get some more of the stuff from his mom's house. They had lived there some 15 or so years. Most of his and my daughter's childhood memories were there. He let me have his and my daughter's baby books to keep for him. It is so weird to see so many things I had forgotten from living there with them when they were so young and seeing so many things that they did after I left. It was bittersweet. Anyway I wonder if you look and she look alike as children too. I don't know probably not. Oh yeah, I wrote this for one particular sister but I also had other sisters I now have in mind and you can put yourself in that bunch. Love you Pammy.


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James A Watkins 7 years ago from Chicago

A truly lovely poem and tribute to your sister. I can relate, as I have five sisters! Thank you for sharing your creativity. God Bless!


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no body 7 years ago from Rochester, New York Author

I truly have been blessed by knowing my sister Belinda. She used to get a spanking every time I did because she was so sure I didn't deserve it, she would try to defend me. She always thought of me as her hero. When I left home and then got excommunicated from the Jehovah's Witnesses I was kept from my sister. I could have no contact at all and she was 11 years old. She left home to try to find me in Rochester, NY and got as close as 7 city blocks from me. I got reunited with her only a few years ago and she prayed the prayer of salvation with me. Now we are brother and sister in every sense of the word. My other sister Dee is precious to me as well. I have only known her for only a little over 6 months. I can say anything to her and trust her with any secret. Only the Lord can produce the kind of love that bridges two people's lives so that they can stand in one Spirit like this. She calls me or I call her every few days or less. We pray together and confide in each other. Thru Dee I have other brothers and sisters that haven't even met but that I hope to know in time. I love both of my sisters so much and am so blessed.


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James A Watkins 7 years ago from Chicago

WOW! What a story! Have you written about this forced separation? That I would like to read.


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no body 7 years ago from Rochester, New York Author

no I hadn't. she is quite the lady. Thanks. Perhaps I will write about it.


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jesusmyjoy 5 years ago from Bucyrus Ohio

very wonderful i love this..can i share this with my sister..i need your prayers please pray for me, i'm having so many problems..


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no body 5 years ago from Rochester, New York Author

I do constantly. I keep facebook so I can be reminded of those in prayer need. I know the Lord has your back. He will console you and comfort you in this hard time. I love you Betty, Bob.


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ComfortB 4 years ago from Bonaire, GA, USA

@no body - This is truly a beautiful poem. You radiate with God's love for your sister.

I will (as much as I can remember) pray for your sister. That her ears will be tuned to the voice of the Holy Spirit bidding her to calvary.


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no body 4 years ago from Rochester, New York Author

Thank you, you truly are a comfort. I am blessed to have seen the truth of God's word myself. I was just as confused as are the rest of my family. Prayers of the righteous avail much, so I am very grateful to you. With much love, Bob.


Carlens Bonilla 4 years ago

I love all.my sister in Christ Jesus


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no body 4 years ago from Rochester, New York Author

I have a sister named Belinda. She has had to stop fellowshipping with me because of her religion. I am a Christian. But the Lord is faithful who has given me many sisters in Christ. It does not replace Belinda but I will pray for her. Thank you for stopping by.

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