To Have Strength Like Samson

 When you are close to your breakthrough, the devil attacks much greater. 

It hurts in places, only God understands.

The need to retaliate in anger, pulls you like a magnet..

But

your spiritual eyes see, the beauty your future will be, so you bow in surrender at the feet of Jesus.

So many times, you ache in your heart..

More than the raindrops, you pray like Daniel.

To become a builder and have peace of mind... 

You weep like Jeremiah, to have strength like Samson.

Inside your head, many voices speak..

In hope of confusion and lies and deceit.

It takes prayer and persistence and ashes on your head...

To be an overcomer, so by God you are led.

In the dark of night, your eyes cannot close..

Yet you count the silence, as the breath of a rose.

Unanswered prayer, lay buried in a shell..

As you tarry alone, with your heart in a well.

Oh for the day, when bells will ring.

As angels beckon, the elders to sing.

On a charger of silver, your victory arrives..

No more to sorrow, no more to cry.