Frailty

Frailty

 

Ephesians 4:26 

26 Be angry and do not sin; do not let the sun go down on the cause of your anger.

 

Can a frail spirit be angry? Does it not know peace at all?

It produces fear I know and great uncertainty.

How to stand in the day of evil if barely hanging on?

Feet on the ground on a go-around … frozen in perplexity.

 

Can this be called a form of death or maybe hibernation?

When you wake up in a sweat and you are still the same.

Time passed by but circumstance appears not to have changed.

You still doubt your own capacity and are close to deranged.

 

Did it start with disobedience or lack of cooperation?

Ignoring the Holy Spirit’s aspects in my life?

He never violated my personality. He never searched for strife.

He only wanted the best for me … just to be like Jesus Christ.

 

Jan Wienen

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My community

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