The Vultures Shall Not Have Him: A Mother's Victory Song

 

A powerful story of a mother's resilience, faith, and victory over injustice in her child's education journey. Inspired by the biblical story of Rizpah.

There’s a woman in the Bible named Rizpah. When her sons were wrongfully executed, she did something extraordinary: she sat beside their exposed bodies, keeping away vultures by day and wild animals by night, until they were buried with dignity. Her story is often overlooked, but it’s a testimony of deep love and relentless resilience.

I know that story because I’ve lived my own version of it.

When the Classroom Became a Battlefield

My son Bryan began school bright-eyed and full of promise. But soon, trouble started. His teacher accused him and his English-speaking friends of forming a “gang.” I thought it was just a misunderstanding, but it only got worse.

The warm environment I hoped for became cold. Bryan started getting sick often. He became withdrawn and quiet.

One day, the school nurse said something that shook me:
“Sometimes emotional distress causes physical illness. Something might be happening at school.”

That was the moment I woke up.

A Mother’s Heart, A Warrior’s Spirit

I started asking questions. Listening. Watching. I approached the teacher. She denied any wrongdoing and instead claimed that my son was stressed because he didn't know his place among his friends.

Eventually, the school curator joined the conversation. The school decided Bryan needed a special teacher. A label that stung.

It was painful. But I refused to let that define his story.

Like Rizpah, I stood guard spiritually and physically. I prayed. I searched. I applied to new schools. Many said no. Some didn’t even respond.

But Delayed is Not Denial

We held on to faith. We didn’t stop. And then, our breakthrough came.

Bryan was accepted into our dream school, a bilingual education program. A place where he is accepted, understood, and celebrated.

The joy I felt that day? Indescribable. I knew I had not fought in vain.

The vultures did not have him.

This Is For Every Resilient Mother Out There

If you’re in a battle for your child’s mental health, education, safety, or dignity, I want you to know:

You are not alone. You are not weak. You are not invisible.

Your love is power. Your prayers are working. Your tears are seen by God.

We now sing a song of victory because, like Rizpah, I stood between my son and the storm.

The triumph was greater than I had anticipated.

JI was about to proceed with sharing this testimony when I opened my email and saw it.

A message from the same teacher who once dismissed my concerns and accused my son and his friends of forming a gang. This time, she wasn’t criticizing or blaming. She was bidding us goodbye, informing me that she would not be teaching in the school this academic year.

I sat there, stunned.
And then I whispered… Thank you, Jesus.

The Lord fought the unseen battles.
I thought I was only fighting for Bryan, but I was standing in the gap for every African, every English-speaking child who felt out of place or misunderstood.

Now, those children can breathe. They can mingle freely. They can simply be kids.

I didn’t just fight for my son.
God used me to help set others free too.

That’s the power of a praying mother. That’s the reward of resilience.
And that’s the faithfulness of a God who sees everything.

Final Reflection

I share this not to boast in my strength, but to boast in God's faithfulness.
When you take a stand in truth and love, He will finish what you start.
Even the battles we didn’t know needed fighting, He has already won.

If you're in the middle of a storm, hold on.
If you're praying and pushing, keep going.

Because one day, you’ll open your email, or your heart…
and find that God has already answered.