The Shadow Wars

This is War

I want to scream,
Tear at these shadows,
But they're incorporeal,
I am physical.

Father,
I want to stand in the gap,
fight for my friend,
against depression's trap,
but I'm weak,
not strong,
too often,
I succumb,
to depression's shadow.

So, Jesus,
I'm pleading Your promises,
stand in the gap,
use these broken hands
as you will.
I'm calling on Your Name,
calling heaven to fight,
fight for me
and my loved ones tonight.

This is war,
I'm bloody and bruised,
Exhausted and broken,
Hands to sword of light fused.
Let my praise be a weapon,
my words weapons of light,
help me to come alongside,
sending encouragement tonight.

I'm no great warrior,
I'm a support troop,
sending love, prayers, and light,
over this battleground of darkness,
over this fight.
Give me strength,
when I have none.
Keep my arms uplifted,
'Til the battle is won.