For he commands his angels with regard to you, to guard you wherever you go. With their hands they shall support you, lest you strike your foot against a stone – Psalm 91:11-12
Chaos usurps the day,
As fear stands at the ready
Groping for yet another breach.
Stirred, we push back.
Again.
Only this time, questioning
Whether our will, our strength
Can wholly resist
The lure of surrender.
Each assault has extracted its price.
Leaving scars physical,
And spirits depleted, diminished, defeated.
We’d all too readily concede this clash
And console ourselves
With avarice and flesh.
Still, you spur us on
To free our hearts,
To uncloak our eyes,
To cast away our vanity.
And to seek anew your promises
That your light will,
Yet again and forever,
Pierce the darkness.
And that you are with us always.
Even until the end of the age.
Peace
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