with spirit eyes

i’ve got thorns

sticking out of my body

bruises still purple mixed with red

i’m covered with the same dust

that covers the things of neglect

surrounding my world

but i’m still alive,

and though weak and beaten up

by the things of this world,

i’m alive,

and strong enough

to keep fighting

with weapons

not made of flesh and blood,

but mighty,

to pull down

invisible strongholds

i’ve used one of these weapons,

i’ve prayed for the sick

and seen them recover

i’ve seen their joy

mixed with mine

when they shout out

their own wins

there are many warriors on this earth

don’t be fooled,

as i once was,

they come in ordinary garb

no ninja suits,

or terminator armor

not wearing those kinds of weapons

just clothed in regular clothing,

just flesh and blood,

like us,

like moms,

dads,

grandparents

weak to the outward eye,

people you just walk by,

but strong in faith

no call of duty in their arenas

to the outward eye,

like the war theaters of the middle east,

or clandestine reconnaissance

as earthly agents,

like special ops,

or seals

or green berets

but in the spirit realm,

if you could see

with spirit eyes,

you would see them armed

with holy weapons

called faith and prayer

surrounded by

the mightiest weapon of all

the love of almighty God

with spirit eyes,

you will see them,

bathed in brilliant light,

together with angelic beings,

those servants of God,

created of flaming fire

assigned as watchmen

over those who belong to him

intervening as needed,

for a reason

for a season

flesh and blood cannot inherit

the kingdom of God,

but until then

we walk by faith

which is a formidable weapon,

without it we walk blind

with it,

we see and feel the invisible

with it

we move mountains,

so to speak

our invisible helmet

is knowing

we are saved from destruction,

which we wear to protect our head,

and our mind

from the invisible enemy,

whose lies,

words,

or impressions,

that once entered into us,

fester

to the point

that we might believe them,

our faith is a shield

that protects us from

his fiery arrows

we have the sword

so to speak,

our strongest offense

to counter attack the enemy

and do him greatest harm

the sword is God’s word

we must learn it,

memorize it,

use it

words like,

i love you,

i forgive you,

i need you

i stand for truth

vs

words that are too ugly,

big lies

delusions

illusions

arrogance,

you know them as well as me,

although

they are part of life’s thorns

and inescapable,

today,

they will not contaminate my page

i’ve wallowed in helplessness

before

i’ve gotten weak

before

it comes and goes

i’ve been at the edge of defeat,

ready to toss in the towel,

when the chips are down,

i’ve been ready to cash it all in

but,

i have learned,

i’ve seen,

an invisible force,

take the fight for me,

analogous to the prose,

footprints in the sand

https://youtu.be/aLLLszBWAhQ

well,

he’s real

and keeps his promises,

all of them

he will not let you be tempted

beyond your limits,

but faithfully,

he will make a way for you

to escape

and continue the fight

whatever crisis

whatever fight

he will sustain you,

on your level,

just like he did for vanya,

y’know,

the russian martyr

https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/51%2BSvbMK5IL._SL300_.jpg

he will intervene

and fight for you,

and carry you when you’re tired

like he did for carrie,

in her,

jesus take the wheel,

https://youtu.be/lydBPm2KRaU

he will fill you with power

’cause he’s given victory

over eternal death