How To Restore Your Joy
Restoring My Joy
How does one restore joy?
Is there a secret ingredient?
A secret concoction?
Perhaps a bucketful of daisies?
Or a million dollars in your pocket?
I say joy is restored by running through wheat fields in my ponytails
Or finding my way out of a corn maze
Or maybe an entire day entranced by finding a four leaf clover
Because by the time this most difficult day is over
I will have traveled back in time with my Heavenly Father
To a moment of complete innocence
When the world didn't oppose me
Or the enemy try to expose me with his dirty lies and games
I am a soldier in the Lord's army
That is who I am!
I have been battered and bruised
Shoved and pushed around enough!
It is time to take a stand!
For what I have learned on this journey of fasting is
Who the real me is
The betrayal, the lies, the lust-filled darts
I am about to declare a holy war against the enemy!
If you are in the army of the Lord and you want to restore your joy
Simply pick up your sword and your shield of faith
And gather at the feet of our Savior
No more controversy, no more oppression
Just brothers and sisters in Christ ready to stand up
And drag the King of Hell back to his lair!
Arise! Arise! Oh children of the Lord's Army!
Hear the palpations of war!
The days of our attacks are almost over!
We are about to be restored
What has he stolen from you?
Innocence?
What has he done to your heart?
Let's challenge the beast and his loathsome demons
With a mighty victorious charge!
Gwendolen Rix
8-1-14
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