To our lives has come to stay.
It stalks us daily with its moods
Upon our souls it likes to prey.
Some days, it�s gentle, meek, and kind
And woos us with its words.
It soothes us with a calming salve
And heals our frazzled nerves.
Then without warning or a chance
to prepare in any way,
The manic dragon rears its head
And changes our whole day.
Its words are damning to our soul
And cut us like a knife.
It fills our peaceful habitat
With fearfulness and strife.
It screams and yells and shakes its fist
And spits upon our face.
Our happy, peaceful, loving home
Becomes a scary place.
Our home becomes a scary place
That�s not a home at all--
A place where there�s no safety
No solace on which to call.
The dragon seems so big at times�
Much bigger than I can bear!
Dear Jesus! How will I make it?
Or do YOU even care?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
He gently pulls me to Him
And assures me that He�s there.
He tells me of His life on earth
And how it was unfair.
He fought with dragons daily�
They daily forged His way.
He felt rejection, hatred, fear�
Then for our souls He�d pray.
He said, �Dear child, I slew the biggest
Dragon of them all.
One who seems so cunning--
Causes many men to fall.
The battle I fought was fiercely cruel
And seemed a total loss.
The dragon�s mighty warriors
Nailed my body to a cross.
I bled and writhed in agony
While hanging on that tree.
The dragon scoffed and mocked my name
And yelled I�d �not go free!�
Dear child, I won that victory!
I did it all for you.
Give Me your horrid dragons,
And I�ll make your life like new.
No longer will those dragons
Ever seem so big again.
Let Me fight your battles�
And I guarantee we�ll win.
Give Me all the dragons
That you battle with at night
I�ll replace them with My burden�
It�s easy and it�s light.
I promise a sufficiency
Of My unending grace.
I promise you a rest in storm,
A blessed hiding place.
Give me each tomorrow
As I walk with you today.
I�ll hold you close
And keep you safe
As we walk the pilgrim way.
Renata
