Confusion, chaos, darkness, fear spiral around like monsters. They cry, “Look at me! Look at me!”
When the distraction doesn’t work, their claws grip into the chest, trying to steal the Life Breath.
Held down, distracted, lungs squeezed, body wracked with pain and disbelief. Hopelessness grabs towards the truth and light. It tries to snuff out glory with lies.
Set back, retreat, hide, curl up, wait to die.
Darkness cannot hide from light. The light pushes back the darkness through the night. It guards protects, provides needed rest. Light bides it’s time and sooths, caress.
He waited for the cry to come. To speak truth. Lift up. Tell me to carry on.
One foot He placed back on the path. Said rise child, trust, listen for My will.
Stand reborn on trembling legs, I will guard and wait for strength to gain.
Today just stand upon the path, absorb the light, the warmth, the mercy, the grace.
Just be still and wait.
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1 Kings 19
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