PRIDE

I had a measure of pride today.

My son was doing so well.

I thought that God had healed his heart.

I thought that his life held no hell.

A phone call changed the mystery.

A phone called pulled the plug.

My son had fallen back into sin.

He was completely controlled by drugs.

My heart is broken. My faith is weak.

I thought this was all behind.

Satan has dealt another blow.

And that victory defeated mine.

Oh, Lord where were you when temptation came?

Lord, why do we all struggle so.

God smiled with love and held me close

Whispering, “Honey you didn’t let go.

Jan.3/06-MDB