A Forty Day Ordeal
Forty days.
That’s a long time through the wilderness.
How did you resist temptation?
Weaker men would have given in.
One thing can’t be denied:
The devil tried his best.
That creature knows man’s weaknesses.
He offered you a kingdom,
but you steadfastly refused.
It took every ounce of your strength.
How did you hold together?
It took a foundation of stone
to keep you from crumbling.
Onward, your journey took you.
Never did you ever look back.
Forward, ever forward.
No retreat at all.
You were the epitome of man.
Strong, and never yielding.
I could never be as strong as you.
No other man could duplicate your feat.
None could surpass your suffering.
You knew there was a light at the end of the tunnel.
You found your way out of the darkness.
The trail is blazed for us to follow.
Copyright © Robert Pettit | Year Posted 2013
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