Humble Today
Humble Today
My friend is brighter,
her tone stronger,
and her face...
clear.
I can see her spirit...
peering out from the facade,
of perfection.
She is in the center of the storm.
The very eye,
still with breath held,
ready for the next tribulation.
Surrounded by all things,
that are against her,
except You.
I see that.
The beetles try to eat the house,
from its very foundations,
to find them not made of wood,
but stone.
The prayers that surround her,
stronger than diamond,
cut to a new shape,
to give a bright heart...
a true chance to beat.
To be free, from abusive self-doubt,
and embraced with worth.
The value you set God,
the price of Your Son.
Your armor...
Your shield...
for...
her!
Praying Lord,
the moments come at us,
without plan...
the attack fierce and real.
Let the course before all,
be the one...
only You set,
and we follow.
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