Memories that linger,
But not for their pleasure.
They stay at length,
But not for good measure.
Days that were endless
Remind me they’re long gone,
But nights that were relentless
Seem to stay strong.
Nightmares and visions,
Unwelcomed and uninvited
Keep me and serenity
Cruelly divided.
But there is a Watchman
Who guards at my chest.
My racing heart beat
Sends Him on a quest.
Angry with evil
For choking my world,
My Knight arrives
And draws His sword.
Peace, love,
And renewing thoughts.
My Savior has won
The battle He fought.
He has returned my night
And my sleep as well.
I’ve no more to fear.
He has come to dwell.

11.14.2018 Wednesday
Written by Gail Brookshire
PS… You gave me the words to write this poem then had me think on Your hymn called, “How Can I Fear With Jesus?” As I began to sing it, I was in awe of how similar they were.
I just had to blog about it on gaillovesgod. It can be read here.
You make me fall more and more in love with You each day. No matter what comes (and it inevitably will), it will have to face You my faithful Savior who has come to dwell! ❤