Uneasy: Battered Not Broken

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I'm holding on
But it's getting harder
It seems bleak and darker
Storms shaking me
Trying to tear me apart
Fierce forces fighting 
Seeking to destroy my life
They lay claim to every part of me
Working to drive me into deep darkness
Pushing me dangerously close to the edge
But my anchor holds fast


Lord Jesus 
You know all about my struggles
You know how I hold on to my faith
Constantly chucking creeping doubts
You know how I crave your presence
How I want to live for you
I know that little faith goes a long way
I know how draining doubts can be
I know you can calm storms
Please quiet this storm 
Renew my Mind
Make me whole
That I may reflect your Glory



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Comments

Simon M. said…
Amen...
Beautiful peace...
7 July 2021 at 09:07
Grace Ekong said…
@Kennethson @Simon M
Thanks for reading!
7 July 2021 at 09:15
Unknown said…
Constantly chucking creeping doubts
I know how draining doubts can be
I know you can calm storms!

Beautiful piece
I like like.
7 July 2021 at 09:32
Grace Ekong said…
@Unknown
Thank you! 😊
7 July 2021 at 09:54
Unknown said…
Beautiful piece
7 July 2021 at 11:01
Unknown said…
AMEN...
Nice one 👌 Sister!
7 July 2021 at 14:22
Janet Etuk said…
This touched my heart on so many levels... Thank You for sharing Gracee
7 July 2021 at 17:02
Urenna said…
Amen 🙏🏾
7 July 2021 at 18:25
Unknown said…
Great piece!!
7 July 2021 at 19:55
Grace Ekong said…
These words make my heart very glad
Thanks for reading!!! ❤
7 July 2021 at 21:28
Ukpono Emmanuel said…
Lovely... I felt every word. This is deep. Thanks for sharing.
8 July 2021 at 14:44
Grace Ekong said…
@Ukpono Emmanuel
Always a pleasure. Thanks for reading.
8 July 2021 at 21:52

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