Sifted

“Simon, Simon, Satan has asked to sift all of you as wheat. But I have prayed for you, Simon, that your faith may not fail. And when you have turned back, strengthen your brothers.”   Luke 22:31-32

another feeling,

another emotion,

another disappointment,

another lie;

I no longer know,

who or what I am,

I no longer see,

where I belong,

or where I need to be;

the darkness grows,

swallowing everything

in its path;

I can deny myself,

but I cannot deny You,

I can run from everything

and everyone,

but I cannot run from You;

everything I know

falls away,

everything I am,

becomes less,

everywhere I go,

is nowhere;

there is nothing

without You;

like a light shining

in the night,

You lead me back,

guiding my steps,

restoring the hope,

calming the storm,

providing the only

reassurance I will

ever need;

there is nothing

without You.

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