Sunday, November 15, 2015

Moving Mountains

My faith falters
As I fix my eyes
On the war
That wages all around.

My prayers 
Turn to silence
As I struggle
Under these burdens.

My heart is troubled
At the mere thought
Of the dark valleys
That lie in wait.

This is when
My world crumbles.

But in all this
Your Word remains
The Light
Piercing the darkness.

So I believe.

My faith is made strong
When I fight doubt
To fix my gaze
Only on You.

My prayers
Become flaming arrows
For this battle
Is not of this world.

My heart is at rest
For I know
Your hand is in mine
As I walk through the valley.

This is when
I can move mountains.

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