Strength and Time


“To everything, there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven: A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted;” Ecclesiastes 3:1-2

Strength I’d thought I’d lost in the last fight

Only lie dormant patiently waiting for me to incite

To arbitrate between my spirit and flesh whose wrong or right

I pick up the utensil and wage war as I write

Insidiously destroying satanic plans and strategies

Challenging fallacies, sinful suggestions, overcoming idolatry

Wrestling with irrational beliefs planted inside of me

Uprooting everything, not like the Master; I love gardening

Burrowing seeds of obedience in my Father’s vineyard with great consistence

I thought I was weary, it was just faith against the resistance

My confession is I am not a thing without your presence, my admittance

 Into Your family is One I cherish as wipe my tears and war

It’s nothing to suffer for righteousness considering all Jesus endured

Daddy, even as I sojourn closer to my destiny, help me focus on MORE

More of You, the things that please you and are relevant to Your will

Help me take advantage of the hard place and praise you even still

My heart may be breaking at the chronos; nevertheless, I’ll stay still

I’m weary no more, I serve a God, Who promised to fulfill

-Lady Jay

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