Poem: Something is Wrong

Something is wrong, Lord.

I don’t know what to do anymore.

I fumble around in the dark, searching, seeking for answers.

I know you are there- for in the distance I see the light-

It hangs above a cross and the darkness cannot overcome it.

It is this light that is guiding me through this wilderness.

Your son stayed here for forty days and forty nights-

And though he was tempted by the devil- who tried to give him all earthly power- He stood firm.

Maybe he was staring at the same light; but the darkness couldn’t overcome him.

Lord, I’m terrified.

I fall again and again and sometimes I wonder how much more I can take, but I keep going.

So here I am- knocked down by pain and fainting.

I pray for strength every time I get up.

Now the pain is nearly unbearable and I am scared.

Now the silent enemy attacks and I must put on the Gospel Armor and join the fight once more.

But I am weak and the arsenal is limited- I fight with medications, with stimulators, with a dog beside me.

I don’t know what to do except hold on; fix my eyes upon the light and hope for peace.