Minds devolve.

Primal screams

bounce off the wall.

Chaos ensues.

The devil roams

Like a lion seeking whom he may devour.

Resist! He will flee.

Begone! He goes elsewhere.

Look up! See the Glory of the LORD.

He is Majesty. He is Love. He is Justice.

By His Mercy He is gathering

His Chosen Family to Himself.

One day

(Oh, how we look forward to that day.)

we will cast off from this shore

and sit with Him at His Banquet Table.


Sing Praises to His Name


while there is still light.

A darkness comes

before the New Dawn.

May our LORD’s blessing of peace

His Spirit like tongues of fire

fall upon you

LORD Bless, Keep, Shine. . .

One thought on “Unhinged

  1. Nice poem, Wil! So thankful to God that when we resist the devil drawing near to God, the devil must flee. I am thankful that even as this present world gets darker and more corrupt we have the Light. May the Lord fill you with the Peace of His Presence. In all things I am more and more thankful that Peace is a Person and His Name is Jesus.

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