God Sees the Courageous At Work

Strangers are attacking me; ruthless men seek my life— men without regard for God. Selah Psalm 54:3 GOD SEES THE COURAGEOUS AT WORK Wild-eyed disregard for God — The mocking tone, the spittoon. The leering eyes — they’re tiger’s eyes. They plop near the weights — the courageous snakes, and throw balls of cannon smoke. They hope that we will choke. The courageous throw acid in a virgin’s angelic face. The courageous pounds their rusted nails into fragile wrists and ankle saints — these innocents whose haloed guardian’s see the illuminated face of almighty God. The courageous divide fetus parts, roll them like dice, put them on display. The courageous pillage, rape and sodomize thinking if there’s a God, he will see it as sport. They drink deeply the heart blood and soul but none can escape the Ancient of Days. Life is a pit, a mere hole for the courageous to drown. They’ve looked for a fiery dragon And he’s been found, awaiting the demise of as many curs-ed petals he can find. Selah… if only for a moment the dead blinked, the light of day might have saved their hide. The brokenhearted will feast at the King’s table. with no need to fear when evil is deceased. 9/24/2019