The Project of Me

Sweat and blood running down my face, Feeling ready to give up the race. Tired of being teary, Frankly getting weary, I wanna quit! But the battle belongs to the Lord. Gotta get back to focusing on His word. God will fight for me. He sets the captives free, He always wins! I don’t have to do this all alone. This war is His and not my own. I know that my story, Is all about His glory. I’m in his hand. He knows the end. This poem was inspired by my Bible reading recently. I’ve been reading in both the books of Joshua and Psalms. A common theme in both of these books is that God wins battles for his people. Time and time again in Joshua, God came through for the Israelites and won battles for them when the odds were impossibly stacked against them. And many of the Psalms are crying out for God to come to the psalmist’s rescue but also acknowledging that God will hear and answer their prayer because he is a God that cares for the weak.  The idea of “the battle bel

I had finally gotten up the courage to bite the bullet and make it to an Al-Anon meeting. Al-Anon, for those of you who may not know, is a Twelve Steps based support group for family members and friends of alcoholics and addicts. I had been avoiding going for weeks… months actually. The idea of placing myself in a room full of strangers and openly talking about the trauma I’d suffered at the hands of my husband was an awkwardness I’d rather resist… plus I really didn’t like crying in front of people. But, I’d had multiple people tell me how great Al-Anon had been for them and had been strongly encouraged to find some sort of group several times. So it was time! I was now ready to take this important step towards healing. I would brave the very thing I’d been avoiding! I was ready to open up and talk about it in front of strangers! I would even endure crying in front of people if I had to! I would enter boldly into this new experience… along with my friend, Taylor, from chu