Monday, June 24, 2019

Hard-fought Victory

But if thine eye be evil, thy whole body shall be full of darkness. 
If therefore the light that is in thee be darkness, 
how great is that darkness!

Sometimes Mondays feel like its 'back to the boxing ring', right?!
Punch, jab, kick, goes life... 
hard to be eager for what a new week holds if ill-equipped!

Life/love is full of hard-aches, some beyond our control and some Self-inflicted😒🙃

Hard to see the beauty if the charge of Duty blinds
Hard to feel Hope’s gladness if the weight of worry binds
Hard to hear the music over noise of greed or fear
Hard to smell the roses if we never pause, my dear

Hard, hard to be happy if we serve the lord of self
Hard to know the truth if God’s word sits upon a shelf
Hard to taste life’s sweetness yet harbor a bitter grudge
Hard to love our neighbour if first we decide to judge

Hard to walk in Light where Guilt looks for the dark to hide
Hard to truly love if heart of hearts is filled with pride
Hard to help the needy with hands full of miser’s blood
Hard to find peace in this wicked, old world without God

© Janet Martin

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