Amy’s poem lets us know that the Christian life is a battle, for we have an enemy who is always fighting to get us back, and so we have to fight off his lies with the armor of God.
I thought I’d ran you away
Until you showed up that day
Like you’d never been gone
Like it hadn’t been so long
With your gripping tools in hand
Stealing my ticking grains of sand
I forgot what you felt like, fear
Until you shouted lies again in my ear!
You’re a spirit straight from hell
Who’s design is to drain my well
But you can’t mess with the King’s daughter!
Out of my belly flows rivers of living water!
She wrote a wonderful poem!
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Yes, she most certainly did. Thanks for reading, Lydia.
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Anytime!
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Thanks for reblogging this! Fear stinks! I had a bout of it this week that ended in unnecessary worry.
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It is a battle I face often, as well, and I have to conquer in the power of the Holy Spirit within me every time it rises up. So, I understand.
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