Light Surrounds Me as Darkness is Smothered Once Again

I. . . c a n n o t — t h i n k — w e l l, — o r — c l e a r l y. . .
Fuzzy, foggy, heavy,
Cloudy, muddy, shackled.

Fight it hard – battle back,
Lift up high – on attack,
But not with fists or kicks,
Not with anger, sarcasm, or spite,
Not with false courage, revenge, or hate.

Instead, choose quiet surrender,
Armed with the word of God,
Open all the rooms of your heart,
So He may strengthen within and work throughout,

Then go to battle not alone,
But be hand in hand with your brothers in Christ.
By reaching out to Him,
You are reaching out to love,
And reaching victory!

Thank you God!
Mike Griffith