Battles, Laurels Won’t Do

Poetry

This is a spiritual battle

One with which I’ve fought before

But this time I know You better

I recognize this war

The battle between

believing and doubt

Between trusting in You

or trusting myself

I know my laurels won’t stand the test

My best decisions would find defeat

My greatest weapon is my faith in You.

My victory dependent upon my belief.

It’s Yours

Poetry

My reservoir is empty

All I can do is pray

Coming to you broken

Lord have your way

My shield is broken

My defense fallen down

I’ve given up fighting

Its Yours to win or lose now

“The LORD will fight for you; you need only to be still.” Exodus 14:14