Sunday, September 3

First Strike

It's begun... Wait, but it's been happening all the while. That seemingly endless battle.

Sometimes, I can only be ashamed of myself, that I'm the one cowering in fear and running away but.... I must stand firm. I might have been tripped, but it doesnt mean that I'll stay down. My place is at the front, not in hiding. At the front where everyone else is.... and when people trip, I have to help them up. There is a role I must accept humbly with faith and trust...

The armour is heavy, pick it up and wear it.
Raise up your shield.
Draw your sword.

Lies, fears, wickedness, insecurity.... BEGONE FROM ME. There are things worth fighting for... like My purity.

To live is Christ and to die is gain.

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