She sat alone in the dark. The demons in her head chipping away at her fragile human condition. They picked away at her psyche piece by piece. The storm slowly starting to brew around her.
She opened her eyes to see her assailant. Yet there was nothing but the darkness. And then she felt it! She heard it! Chains breaking.
Then a voice thundered over the demons’ chatter saying, “Cast your burden on the Lord, and he will sustain you; he will never permit the righteous to be moved.”
She closed her eyes and submitted herself unto God, her heart, her very essence. She gave it all to God. And when she did, it was finally quiet.
As she stood up, free from the chains that held her, she said, “I am his servant. I am his warrior. I am his tempest who will only submit to him. I wear his armor. I carry his banner and wield his sword. His love fills my heart and lights my way out of the dark times.”
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