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Thursday, October 28, 2021

Victory By Night

Nights can be hard, but Satan can't win if we call for help. 

In this dark and blood-dimmed night
the devil comes to call,
and with ember'd finger writes
these words upon my wall,
"You are failure, you are fraud,
a loser fit to beat the band;
where, now, is your precious God,
to stop the running sand?
You write of faith but not of truth
that's in my sight fulfilled,
and your dying's living proof
that those who hope are killed..."
These words his last, for in the East
rises the Son, to slay the beast.

Appropriately, the Five Minute Friday prompt for this week is MORNING. Here goeth nothin...

Although I know it's evening
that I am moving toward,
I still can't help believing
that it's the Morning of the World.
Metastasis is in my leg,
makes me shuffle feet,
but for healing I won't beg
because my life's so sweet.
Breath comes hard, I won't deny,
but air is cool and clean,
and if it's what it means to die,
then death's not cold and mean,
but a warm breeze from an open door
scented by what was loved before.

Five minutes! SnOoPyDaNcE!


Barb's reply to the first poem and inclusive of the Five minute word.

Devil you may speak of flesh
As much as you desire
But in the end eternity
Is in the Savior's realm
For He is more
Then the Morning Star
you once were
and Hell is built 
For the likes of your
Prideful Lust 
and followers thus.

Ladron the Chief Service Dog has developed a liking for classic Westerns, especially Tales Of The Wells Fargo, so here's a link to 'Wells Fargo Wagon' from The Music Man.

Dogs are smart; they always know when they need a hand, even if it's just to hold the ice cream.



  1. Victory comes in the night, vision clears in the morning light.
    God carries you through with His precious words. I hope to be as brave a warrior as you.
    Many prayers for you and Barb.

    1. Rhonda, you do me such great honour...thank you for this, and for your prayers.

  2. Suggest to B she read Giglio's "No place at my table." She'd love it.

  3. Nights are always the hardest. But the mornings ... oh how they whisper of our Lord's presence and tender care to get us through. Praying for you and Barb!

    1. Joanne, I love how you said this, that mornings whisper of God's presence.

      Thank you so much for your prayers!

  4. There's nothing quite like 'cool clean air' and a 'warm breeze' to refresh us with the break of dawn. May your morning be full of the Morning Star's sweet Presence.

    1. Thank you so much...in the hardest days, the sweet Presence of the Lord is here.

  5. Continued prayers for you and Barb. His mercies are new every morning. Blessings.
    FMF #15

    1. Paula, we truly appreciate your care and prayers.

  6. The devil is a liar, and the father of all lies.
    Nights are always the hardest.
    Grams -- (very late this week, at #41)

    1. Grams, you're so right, that the devil's the father of lies.

      And nights are indeed the hardest.

  7. Andrew, I love all of these poems. Barb's made me smile in complete agreement with the truth shared in hers. Yours are good reminders of Who wins in the end. And your perspectives are needed. It can be so easy to get twisted up in the trials of the moment and to miss the beauty of God's presence with us in every moment.

    I'm praying daily for you, Barb, and the dogs, my friend.

    1. Jeanne, you're right, that it's far too easy to get twisted and tangled in the moment, and thus overlook God's immanence.

      We are so blessed by your prayers!