I wrote this poem for a sister in Christ. I realized as I began writing many of us have had an assortment of sleepless nights. Maybe anxiety, maybe spiritual warfare, maybe sin and something God wanted us to release to Him. But there is hope in Jesus! He is our sword! He is our shield! When we feel weak, THAT is when the battle really starts, that is when the enemy will keep attacking us.
Do not lose heart for it is in Jesus! Do not doubt for Christ is our hope!
This is dedicated to anyone who has experienced these kinds of nights. Sleepless nights vary in degree and I wanted to capture some of them in this poem. For those under the wings of Jesus, His followers, the battle has only begun! DO NOT GIVE UP!
Another night with shadows
up against the wall.
Another night with heart’s racing,
echoing my fall.
Another tear-soaked pillow
and sweat drenching my sheets.
Another day of hours wasted,
when the bedroom is my fleet.
In the midst of all that’s happening
this is what I know…
You are good.
You are great.
And Lord, You’re always true.
Jesus, please come as I feel
my flesh’s about to suffocate.
The enemy is laughing
as soon as my feet touch the floor.
My mind is blurry and body buzzing
exhaustions meet me at the door.
Arrows have been pointed,
for many weeks it seems.
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