THE RACE

 

 

I'm running now with attitude
See Devil you thought you won

You put my Life in solitude

You took away my Sun

 

You stripped me of my confidence

When you got inside my head.

You took away my health

Left me here for dead!

 

Cheating; you got ahead of me

In this race for eternal life

You weighed me down with problems

Detoured me with your strife

 

I was lost out here doing things

You wanted to make my soul untrue

Satan you took away everything

Even those I thought I knew.

 

I almost gave up my destiny

I know that made you smile

I looked and you were winning

You were ahead in this race by miles

 

Then Satan you got arrogant

You thought the race was won

While you saw yourself winning

God sent to me his son

 

He coached me and he told me

This was not my end

The race isn't given to the swift

but to the one who endureth until the end.

 

So while you thought you were winning

Playing the Hare in this eternal race

You didn't see my "making"
As this tortoise found his pace.

 

I am no longer discouraged

Like I was when the race began

I found my faith in Jesus

He told me I will win

 

I'm running now with attitude

My eyes are fixed on the prize

I'm on your heels Satan

Pushing past your lies

I'm running past you Devil

Now you too see I will win

The finish line is in front of me

I am no longer tempted by your sin

 

I move on to victory

My race is finally won

and Jesus is there to greet me

 

Saying "Good Job My Child Well Done!"

 

© 2012 Eddie Phillips

Reviews

[Eddie Phillips]

Please comment. Bad or good I would appreciate the feedback. I am new on the site.

[Steven]

I love the words in this write Eddie, and I definitely find myself identifying with this race. Takes a lot of heart to decide to just put your trust/faith in Him, while Satan continues taking stabs at you. Great poem.

[Eddie Phillips]

Thank you for reading. This is a race we all run. I am happy you could connect with it.