Sweet Peace
Emotions get the best of me
at times. I’ve felt betrayal’s bite;
the pain runs circles in my mind
and owns me. I’m too weak to fight.
When into this unhealthy mix
comes anger, I try mightily
to stem the tide. I say, “Enough!
Now of this torture, I’ll break free!”
Then long-past sins that God forgave
come taunting, robbing me of peace.
It will not come when, on my own,
I foolishly bid hauntings cease.
Attempts are ineffectual.
I can’t accomplish mind control.
The more I try, the worse I get.
I can’t fulfill the Father’s role!
True peace is found in Him alone,*
the kind that lasts. He’ll give me rest
and peaceful sleep if I but ask,
believing I’ll be truly blessed.
*Psalm 4:8 “In peace I will lie down and sleep, for you alone, LORD, make me dwell in safety.”
January 31, 2023
entered in the Finding Peace Poetry Contest placed 10th
Sponsor: Regina McIntosh
April 14, 2023
entered in the Brian Strand Premiere Contest 1208
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