Acrid, dense smoke pierced
eyes swollen from exhaustion.
Each breath burned like fire and
took twice as much effort to push
in and out of the body.
Another battle won, yet
victory is not
as sweet as when younger
lips enjoyed it.
Still victory was had.
Looking to the left…darkness
to the right…darkness
How can we take it?
The Dark One does not rest.
He revels in our weakness
using it to pull us away
from our Savior.
The battles weaken us and
He moves in to tempt
showing us the easy path
Clever to be sure,
Humans cannot resist
for they are weak in their
Truths spin through her
mind trying to find root.
Exhaustion and pain make it
difficult for them to find purchase.
“Not more than you can handle…”
“Will not be tempted…”
“Plans to prosper you…”
What is the rest? Why can’t I
remember? So much Evil,
everywhere. Why do they keep
hurting each other? How can you
stand it? How can we
cope? Crumpling to the ground
gasping for clean air, choking sobs
wrack her weakened frame.
Every cell stretch in painful
A battle weary mind and
body, asked to rise and rally
once too often, is ready for rest.
What little strength remained
ebbed slowly from her
as the darkness encroached.
A faint, distant odor caught her attention.
What is that?
Wiping sore eyes, clearing her head,
she inhaled deeply, trying to identify the smell.
She did not choke or sputter; instead, she
exhaled fully expelling the toxic smoke she had
grown accustomed too then inhaled more deeply
Her scorched lungs and gritty eyes
drank in the sweet,
moist air usually
experienced after a summer
The darkness receded as a
wisp of pure white mist rode
atop the brackish stream.
In its wake, shimmering waters
clear as crystal flowed toward her.
The view was narrow,
as if looking through
a door only cracked open
a tiny smidgen. Like a child
spying on their parents on
Christmas Eve, she was transfixed.
It was a sliver of Paradise.
A glimpse of Eternity.
The way Creation was intended.
She commanded her senses to
Grass as green as emeralds,
grand oaks drinking at the water’s edge,
and flowers of every hue
danced along the stream’s reach.
Hummingbirds flittered, effortlessly,
from bloom to bloom stealing nectar.
The canopy was alive with the
harmony of every songbird.
Fur covered animals scurried
about with their daily activities.
The sky was so blue, it was almost
painful to look upon.
Every kind of created thing
was living together and no
She remembered and felt every
single promise strengthen her.
Struggling to her feet,
she stood firm.
Resolute in her determination
and conviction to fulfill her
purpose knowing the
war’s end had already been decided.
The battles of life were fought
by Christ’s warriors if they
choose to fight against the Dark
She remembered, she did not have
to win the war. She just needed to keep fighting the
battles to help others find the Savior’s loving embrace.
One lost child breaks our Savior’s heart so we must work
diligently and write His promises upon our hearts.
“You shall not be given more
than you can handle…with My help.”
“I will not allow you to be tempted
beyond your ability to resist. I will always
give you a way to resist the temptation.”
“My plans are to prosper you…Not to harm you.”
“Yes, I can do all things through
Christ, who strengthens me.” Philippians 4:13