Hold on to your joy, because the devil's out to destroy.
If you're smiling you had better freeze it, because sooner or later the devil's going to tease it. He might just smack it clean off your face, then put a frown in its place. Have you walking around in a daze, while you're trying to find your way out of his maze.
While you're being mesmerized, he'll get you all hypnotized. Then along comes the evil trance, he'll even affect your love and romance. Nothing will work out right, as long as his evil is in your sight.
Welcome to the walking dead, you'll no longer own your own head. But you'll feel inflated and superior, your true reflection won't show up in the mirror, everyone else will seem inferior. Others will be smiling and having fun, you'll be minus none.
A thought provoking write my friend...it's a spiritual warfare that we live in...but with daily prayer, we shall overcome! Great write!
Blessings,
Joyce B.
Well, don't you think the devil gets a little too much credit? We do cause a lot of our own trouble by unwise choices.
But there's no doubt, he is evil, and he does hate God and His people and wants to destroy them. We can keep our joy by being steadfast, spending time with the Lord often, and by wearing that spiritual armor described in Ephesians chapter 6.
Thought-provoking poem.
These song lyrics and art are tales, tides and twinkling lights - tunes telling stories of warmth and sun, city and sand, paths that lead, and the coins we can keep in the Karma Bank. Spirit's been bypassed for sorrow, dreaming of a better tomorrow .
The Harvest of Souls Crossover is a story that is exciting, vigorous, and full of suspense about the fight of good and evil in two realms, the light and dark world. The Howdy Family is determined to defeat the world of darkness, led by the seemingly
Blessings,
Joyce B.
But there's no doubt, he is evil, and he does hate God and His people and wants to destroy them. We can keep our joy by being steadfast, spending time with the Lord often, and by wearing that spiritual armor described in Ephesians chapter 6.
Thought-provoking poem.
Connie
Connie