Fear Is Just a Lack of Faith
My gut quakes
as I am reminded
of something
I don't want to face
The thought of it
sears my mind
burning holes in any hope
that I might still have
I grope for a solution
as someone panting for water
crawling upon the sands
of the desert
The fear beats down upon me
as if it were the noonday sun
where no shade exists;
the devil licks his chops
I remember to pray
as the cool living waters
of the Holy Spirit wash over me
soothing my sunburned mind
I am comforted by the Lord.
SKB
Copyright © Sheila Kathryn Barrera | Year Posted 2008
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