broken

Knock out punch

right about now..

I feel a wee bit like 

the looser on the left..

seriously 

WHERE 

oh 

WHERE 

is my 

ARMOR?

The orange needs IT armor

to withstand the pressures

to float in the waters

and not sink

beneath lifes trials..

and so do I.

Yet every day,

it feels like such a struggle 

to get it ON.

I really am such a wimp.

I am not a big…

fighter..

but I am called to be a warrior Princess…

This battle really is frontline stuff..

I confess to being weary

worn out

weepy..

but…

every day.. 

I MUST remind myself..

what is the fight over?

What is all this fighting about you wonder…

how do I fight..?

in all honesty..

I fight poorly..

how am I supposed to fight?

well..

God's word offers me clear directions.

but ..

I stink at putting ON my armor..

I slip in the mud

and don't stand firm like a soldier should

peace feels like a dream

sometimes fleeting

but pray

I pray…

I pray for my people

and for you

I know

KNOW

that God is faithful..

do you?

He has never left me

never forsaken me

and I trust He never will.

The war I am in,

isn't really just about me..

It affects all the people in my home..

Many of you might be able to relate ..

the truth is

i feel broken

tears keep welling up

I feel 

just 

broken

and weepy

and 

I am grieving

so many people

so many hopes

but 

I am thankful to know 

that

trusting

waiting on a wonderful

loving

compassionate 

God

who

IS 

HERE 

for me

as I go through

this trial