There’s a battle raging in my mind,
For my brain has chosen guilty pleasure,
Instead of being kind.
My flesh wants to live,
And it will sin,
To not be left behind.
Because my heart’s wounded,
And my spirit’s in a bind.

Who can help me,
Or is spiritual war, my only fate?
Will too many saints have to die,
Because I chose to hate?
Is my life, too small to matter,
Or is His Grace, even Greater?
I pray, He heals my soul,
Before I must surrender!

By: ElRoyPoet © 2017

“As seriously dangerous as pride is, it’s equally hard to spot. When it comes to diagnosing our hearts, those of us who have the disease of pride have a challenging time identifying our sickness. Pride infects our eyesight, causing us to view ourselves through a lens that colors and distorts reality. Pride will paint even our ugliness in sin as beautiful and commendable.
We can’t conclude that we don’t struggle with pride because we don’t see pride in our hearts. The comfortable moments when I pat myself on the back for how well I am doing are the moments that should alarm me the most. I need to reach for the glasses of Christ-like humility, remembering that nothing good dwells in my flesh, and search my heart for secret pride and its symptoms.” Excerpt from: Seven Subtle Symptoms of Pride

“Do not allow this world to mold you in its own image. Instead, be transformed from the inside out by renewing your mind. As a result, you will be able to discern what God wills and whatever God finds good, pleasing, and complete.” Bible, Romans 12:2

“For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms.” Ephesians 6:12

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