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The Despicable Enemy

You can be having a grand day. Living life the right way not bothering Anybody and get attacked By the despicable enemy. He detests peace and, Will not cease at, His attempts to defeat. He can also see God’s plans, For one’s life. And if you allow him to, He will woo you into a trap, In order to destroy you. He’ll have you walking Around in misery Saying woe, woe,woe Is despicable me. God gave His only begotten Son to die for us while He Was young almost the same Age as me, 33. I can attest, When I was younger, I, Was depressed because, The despicable enemy, Said that others were much, Better than me and I was clueless. At that time that I was all that, And God did say it, I just really did not believe. I placed myself deeper, In the trap when I did, Not believe that I should, Love me God loved me first, And that I really had worth, And that He had plans for, Me ever since my birth. I allowed the despicable enemy To attach himself to me like A ligand and my secret sinful Life began. But the Lord God did not let me stay That way. He stayed close To me even at times When I wanted to give Up the ghost because His creations God loves The most. God put A good work in me. That is why the despicable Enemy did not want me to see I allowed him to blind me with Lies, false hope in quick fixes, And just thinking wrong thoughts And I knew that he died on the Cross. I was saved but I did Not have understanding of the obstacles That I had to face as a Christian Because I was not in the Word I was just listening, learning, And not applying, causing My spirit to be constantly dying. Before I realized it I tried and tried To fix the situation By moving to another location I tried and tried To fight my own battles By punching and cussing Folks out. I tried and tried To cover up my pain Doing anything to have Someone else’s last name. Those tries and tries Brought tears to my eyes It helped me to destroy Others lives along with My own. I’m telling you the truth, Word is born. It took me to Get on my own, To dig deep In the Word Of God, And for me to Give myself away And then God showed me, Why I was being treated, Like I was odd, That I was not a despicable me, But I was allowing the despicable enemy, To steal my true life from me. 1-6-11

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Date: 1/7/2011 4:10:00 PM
Interesting thoughts that you have penned about your beliefs and faith..Sara
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