Woke up this morning with this saying which developed into this poem. Thought I would share it. Let me have your comments
As the saying goes, “time waits for no man”
Sit back and do nothing and your spiritual poverty
Will come upon you as an armed man
This armed man will bind you and hold you captive
Thrusting its thoughts and ideologies forcibly upon you
Each time you try to resist
To rise up in your natural strength
The shackles get heavier and heavier
Your bones weaker and weaker
And your world darker and darker
What’s the answer?
How am I to be ever free?
Feed on the word of God!
It’s the only sure way to overcome the armed man
To loose his shackles
Destroy his chains
Cast down his imaginations resident in your mind
Jesus paid it all
All to Him I owe
Sin had held me captive, restrained
His blood has made me free, complete
©Dollys Crooks (7th Aug 2017)