Originally written and posted to Facebook 4/March/2020, republished here as Facebook is about to remover the Notes feature. I guess with progress there are always casualties...
My mind is racing
Anticipating
That moment when we meet again
For many days
Thoughts have strayed
To what I could have said
What’s done is past
Yet still it lasts
Lingering in my mind
The hidden fears
All these years
The lies, the pain, the...
It’s all before us
The verse and the chorus
Whirling around and ‘round again
Beating war drums
My thoughts, they welcome
The anger that’s burning to release
But still I wrestle
This fleshly vessel
I pray grace will find me peace
"For we do not wrestle against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms." Eph. 6:12