I know I
may appear (to some) to be
strong.
And from without
they may think there's
nothing wrong.
~
But on the other
side of this old door -
There is a fiercely raging battle,
never-ending unseen war.
~
In my own strength, I
truly am so WEAK.
Lord please remind me daily
You are all
I need.
~
On the other side
of this old door-
There is always raging on,
the unseen war.
~
Until the day you change
this vile body of mine...
Wash me with Your Word, LORD,
Please renew my mind!
~
In Sunday school I learned this song:
When I am weak--- Jesus, You're strong!
So, until that day when your face I see-
Fight my battles Lord, and be my VICTORY!
Copyright 2010 Z.B.McClure
I wrote this poem after a spiritual defeat... I confessed my sin, and the Lord lifted me back to my feet! I will count my strength as dung...so that I may live by HIS strength in me, for HIS glory!
~Zach