My Warrior

When mighty oceans rise to unreachable heights,

I stand prepared to put up my strongest fight.

Fear, lack of confidence, and pride may swallow me,

But I know they are hidden and no one can see.

Though my heart scorns, aches, and explodes from the pain,

A mighty warrior stands watching as I strain.

When the white flag is raised and my hands have let go,

Control is taken by God who smoothly moves to and fro.

Feeling like a failure, a disappointment, a mistake, a loser,

My warrior reminds me that He is stronger than me.

Though I cannot win the battles on my own,

The greatest of all warriors never called us to fight alone.

So when you the heftiest fight comes my way,

I choose to give it to the one who wins every day.