The Stand-Off

“And the God of all grace, who called you to his eternal glory in Christ, after you have suffered a little while, will himself restore you and make you strong, firm and steadfast.” 1 Peter 5:10

“And the devil, who deceived them, was thrown into the lake of burning sulfur, where the beast and the false prophet had been thrown. They will be tormented day and night for ever and ever.” Revelation 20:10

A thunderhead ominous loomed up ahead, 

Threatening, advancing its menace and dread

Huge and foreboding

All confidence imploding

Will I quake in fear of its ominous tread?

Over my shoulder and back to the right,

Another stands sentry, us both in Its sight 

Aloof and quite distant 

Yet keen and persistent 

Constantly watching and ready to fight

Unsure where to fix my heart and my eye, 

The front storm plods closer and dares me defy

“Give in!” he taunts

“I’ll win!” he vaunts

But I know the One who waits ready, and nigh.

I turn to behold Him whose limitless power

Set earth, moon in motion, designed every flower

He with a breath

Can speak life or death

The enemy He’ll vanquish in plan, way, and hour 

For my Savior bore the worst storm on the cross

And for my soul’s gain took on pain, wrath, and loss

Now I can live free

Facing hell’s enemy

With certainty sure, I’m now shed of fright’s dross

I’ll keep moving forward front-facing my foe

Determined and trusting and steady I go

As doubts dart and scatter

Satan’s taunts do not matter

Because God’s assured me where he’s doomed to go.

Yet why do I shutter when storms toss and swell?

What causes fretting and fear at their knell? 

With spit, snarl, and sniping

They’ll never stop griping

But God’s sure defeat will end all things well

When tempted to worry as Satan looms threatening

Will I choose faith or anxious unsettling?

His word will not fail

His strength will prevail

And I can claim all of His promises my reckoning

O Lord ground me ever in Your sovereign might

That one day will vanquish all storms in Your sight

As I face the tempests

Dark, near, and relentless

Let me remember my chief Hope and Light.

I choose the Supreme One to give endless praise 

His triumph I’ll trust, my voice and hands raise 

Because His win I know, 

Forever I’ll bestow 

Before His righteous throne

the glorious victory crown 

With word and work and ardor

His renown and splendor 

His song I’ll sing on throughout all of my days

“Therefore put on the full armor of God, so that when the day of evil comes, you may be able to stand your ground, and after you have done everything, to stand.” Ephesians 6:13

“The God of peace will soon crush Satan under your feet.

The grace of our Lord Jesus be with you.” Romans 16:20

Amen.

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Author: astherainandsnow

I love God's word and the God of the word. Isaiah 55:10-11 describes my vision for the blog: as the Lord has displayed so beautifully in nature the work of His living word in man, I desire the words I write to show forth His glory in creation (my photographs and art of words) and His word so the truth of scripture takes deep root, grows, and bears much fruit- of spirit and praise to Him. To my Lord be all the glory for what He accomplishes through His word! ~P. Bunn

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