The Darkness

"The Darkness"

Every so often I wonder
Why the enemy likes tormenting me.
I sit and ponder,
Why Jesus died for me.

The enemy whispers,
"You're not worth saving".
But Jesus declares,
"You are worth having."

In the end, I know who will win,
it will be the righteous one,
and not the serpent tempting me to sin.

I will live in glorious splendor,
while the enemy burns far down.
He is nothing but an evil vendor
being sent back forever to his part of town.

Something in there that rings true for me, thanks, big spiritual hug from me to you sweet sweet blue_ladybug, your story i read earlier moved me. Take care.

you're welcome, kedge.. I'm glad you liked the poem and my story..

Ah, dear sister,

My worth had nothing to do with it then, and my "worth" has nothing to do with it now.

I had no worth then but as God's enemy, and I have no worth now but as an earthen vessel
which is the receptacle of God's glorious grace.

To God be the glory.

All these poems, I must be aloft in the poem firmament