God is FIGHTING FOR US.

A poem from a great friend of mine:

I hurt silently
No one hears my pain, No one feels my shame

No one knows my sorrow, No one sees my guilt

On the outside I smile and laugh, On the inside I drown from my own tears

It is easy to put on a disguise to misguide people who are looking, but can’t see that something more is really bothering me

They ask how are you and I reply fine, from their perspective I seem to be all rainbows and sunshine

No one takes the time to stop

No one takes the time to listen

No one cares about my soul being in anguish

No one cares about my bones being in agony

No one cares that my heart is dismayed

One day when I’m feeling at my loneliest

One day when I’m in despair

One day when I’m feeling insecure and inadequate, all I have strength enough to do is cry

I’m too weak to pray

I’m too weak to hold on to the little faith I’ve kept

I’m too weak to fight against the negative seeds the enemy plants in my mind

All of a sudden I feel at peace and know God is fighting for me, His army of angels are protecting me.

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