Victory

By Wendy Simpson

Eph. 6:10-18

There is a hole in my armor
Just around my heart
It has taken many blows
Will one more break it apart?

My shield is taking a hard hit
Been knocked from my hand
But I’m reaching for it in my weakness
And still, I find strength to stand.

Battered is my helmet
Though still upon my head
It’s salvation is my protection
From harmful thoughts of dread.

My boots are tightly fitted
To my aching feet.
And though the journey is wearing my soul
I know in them I’ll find peace.

In my unsteady hand I hold

 A sword of priceless value

For in its power there is victory
Because its blade is true.

 Written May 22, 2014
Dedicated to Chris as he begins the battle.

I was reading old posts and memories flooded in.  This was written the day after we found out my husband had cancer.  It is still true today..  in the new victories and new battle’s fray.  As I miss and think of what could have been and… in the beauty even in what is ….and what will be.