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Confusion


Ephesians 6:12 New English Translation (NET Bible)

12 For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the powers, against the world rulers of this darkness, against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavens.

 

Confusion

 

I am always surprised by my own level of degradation

With impulsive thought patterns and a heart turning to stone

I seem to go down forever in my world of deprivation

Me, self, and I searching as we never find ourselves alone

 

The best and the worst in me are more than miles apart

With me, in the middle with the one, I can’t understand

The first dead as a doornail, while the other has a heart

That fights a losing battle but is protected by God’s Hand

 

“A walking contradiction” dressed in poetic clad

Well-chosen words I guess, if I accept to be a clone

Of a part that never sleeps and the other stays in bed

Who can figure out who I am beyond my flesh and bone?

 

A writer and a dreamer, who wants to dress in knowledge

But with feet of clay and so to never get off the ground

A lover and a schemer hungering to live a life in solace

To be at peace with God and man and to be Heaven bound

 

Jan Wienen

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Debi Lyn
<p>WOW! I will have to read this a couple more times, but I can relate to much of it just on a once through.</p><p>&nbsp;</p><p>There&#39;s a LOT goin on inside the human mind for sure.</p>

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