So, you think that I’m going to sit back and take it? Believe in your lies and your tactics? Be tormented by the images that you try to feed my mind to leave me blind, to what you’re attempting to do. You’re like a poison, trying to strike quickly but not so gently. Knocking me off my guard, leaving me not to recognize, that these images are coming straight from you.
You want to break me, leaving me wanting, to run into a corner and hide. But my God, I have danced this dance before.
I’ve seen it. I’ve tasted it. I’ve felt the effects of your bitter presence. You are truly the enemy that keeps on giving. You are the accuser of the brethren, the roaring lion seeking to devour, but it won’t be me and mine, this time.
You see, I see you. I know you. I’ve been here before. And this time is just like last time, but I’m not hugging the floor. There are no tears strolling down my face, running for a hug of a warm embrace, because my comfort is in the one who has captivated my heart.
It is He, who gives me peace. He who provides me sweet relief. And although your aim is to dismantle me from the inside out, my mind remains, consistently, His.
You see, I might be broken, but not so broken. Down, but definitely not out, because my Father has promised to never leave me, nor forsake me. To lead me and direct me. And Yes, He even promised, He’d protect me. Because I am His and He is mine, which definitely means, that you can’t touch me.
So I’m not begging anymore. I’m not asking you to leave me alone. Because every time you test me, you get that much more exposed.
You lack restraint in your approach. You’re quite obvious, at best. I can sense you invading my heart and mind each time.
Slowly but not so slowly. Random, but not so much. You draw your arrows and your bow and place a target on me. One only you can see. So I bob and weave, holding up my shield to deflect what I know to be coming my way. I detect you and reflect upon all the chaos you’re trying to bring up. And I reject your actions, words that will give you satisfaction, and fight a fight worthy of His cause.
You see, I am a believer who keeps rising back up no matter how many times you try to stop me. And no, I’m not a playground or your stomping ground, to tear apart each and every promise God has for me.
They say, absence makes the heart grow fonder, but that’s not the case when it comes to you. I don’t miss you, want you. Need you in my life…. I can’t stand you, especially when you bring up so much strife.
I can see clearly, clearer than ever before. So I’m not susceptible to be crushed by you that was me before.
My mind is not a fortitude of solitude for you to corrupt and play around with. To boast your lies, make me cry and win me as your prize.
No that won’t be me. Because I am His and He is mine and this time, won’t be like last time, because He that is within me will inevitably shine.
I will be who He has called me to be. And I won’t flee for a quick relief.
I will be bold, strong and daring. Ultimately caring, for the call He has, just for me