Jenny Wren’s Angel
by a Jenny Wren

Jenny knows her guardian angel would always be
Ever-faithful in its job to watch and care for me
Jenny's age then? Sixty-seven, with a brother to go see.
Smiling she prayed "Father, let me work for Thee."

She then thanked her Master for the times before
For answering prayers for children so many more.
"Now I ask for Johnny, Lord, know he's eighty-four.
"Oh, no!" laughs an angel. Opens the garage door.
 

God urged, "Smooth the road, hurry! Clear the way,
To the Lifecare Center, which is your mission today."
You help Sister Jenny walk, her feet hurting so badly. 
You watch o'er Johnny, he sometimes gets so sad.

(God's instructions are followed right down to the “T”
Now You watch over these lives, Johnny and Jenny.
Mom and Dad watch, here with me from above,
As Jenny gently nurtures brother John, in Love,

Jenny said, "I thank you Lord, for giving me  a car
Without it I am very sure I wouldn't travel far."
"For all the answered prayers, all things I ask of you,"
John interrupts, "Yeah, God, I want to thank you too."

Back to the Life Care Center, with shopping done
At each home arriving safely, every obstacle gone.
The great hovering angel seems glad. One job is o'er,
giving a sigh of relief, Jenny shuts the garage door.

 
But Jenny's Angel is not through; he continues to work.
He will watch o'er her all night, his duty not to shirk.
A tired Jenny curls up under his vast protecting wings.
She trusts God to care for needs, for any and all things.

"Yes I have a guardian angel," says Jenny, with no doubt.
"Why I know its creator.  He knows me inside out!"
God cares for little sparrows, seeing if and when they fall
Yes, He sees His own child and is at their beck and call.

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Matthew 18:10
[The Parable of the Lost Sheep] "See that you do not look down
on one of these little ones. For I tell you that their angels in heaven
always see the face of my Father in heaven...............
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Have you ever loved an alcoholic?  They can almost drive you wacky-tacky, You watch them and their actions become 'contagious as all get out, You love the alcoholic and you wish to protect him from all of the mean mouths that could attack him , while he is at his weakest moments due to his own weakness

You watch him as he is trying so hard to be sincere and knowledgeable about anything he attempts. This is normal for appearances sake and all he has accomplished is that he just has to show his own ignorance on any given subject for which he thought he had knowledge. No wisdom, while proving he has no real wisdom on that or other subjects with his pickled brain.

He does this with any subject, attempts to chime in. Feeling himself God’s gift to earth. You begin to see your love for your hubby, as for a little child, which has to be protected from the masses. You pray that his attempts will somehow be seen as realistic to others as they are to him.
 
So you run interference for him. It does work. I am not my brother’s “real keeper” - God is. He finally spoke to my husband when I finally shut up, finally realized; that each one no matter how much you love them, has to face life by himself.

No-one can fool God, none of the time. The sooner they find this out, the better. I finally realized, with my hubby of 39 years, that he did not have to even act guilty for being drunk and stupid on a matter. I did that for him.

Most of the time, if I carried that load of guilt for him and helped him and tried to assume the blame, finally I, It was me who was made to see, it was “him” getting drunk, not me. When I do not even drink, but I was paying a dear price for his drinking,

I tried to control his life and I am finding old habits are very hard to break. I am trying to turn matters completely over to God. Pray for my success. I know it can happen. I have with God come a long way baby, and boy does it hurt the trials and tests we are put through, on our own wilderness journey back to God,

Never try to assume the guilt for someone you love. It is not fair for yourself or to them - you are harming them more than your own self. I thank God for heart to heart, where I can at least be open about this matter. All of this to say “you can lead a horse to water but you cannot drink for him.”
 
Jenny Wren

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Lord I come to thank you. It did take a very long time for this old girl to awaken to the alcoholic in my life, but I finally did. I have you to thank for it. He was something else and I still loved him, even when his health gave way and he died. All I could say was his liver was the only thing intact on him (it was pickled). His kidneys were like corn meal - the alcohol had eaten them up. They had no body left to them. I wish I had known quicker, but things all have a good reason. What would I have done Lord without you?

forevermore.

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Jenny Wren