the demons shudder
at the mere
sound
of Your Name,
Lord.
they know the raw
power
of You better than
i…
far too often i
choose
to fight You like
saul of tarsus…
to run from You like
jonah…
to ignore you like
balaam…
to mimic the careless
laughter-life
of those around me.
forgive me, Lord…
for mimicking the
devil
so well.
when in fact, You are
all
i really have.
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