The Shield

The thought enters my mind
and seems logical,
It festers there amidst the
harsh realities of
thoughtless strangers
corrupt organizations
selfish others.
It feeds and grows and
increases in volume.
It rationalizes its worth
and its power.

What it doesn’t know
is the voice of grace.
What it cannot see
is the shield around my heart.
What it will never grasp
is the beauty of Your Love.

As I come to You in prayer
sit with You in silence
walk with You in grace,
the thought begins to dissipate…
it weakens and
shrivels into dust,
its reasoning withers away
like the smoke of a wick extinguished.

The strength remains
in Your shield around my heart.

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