Bring It

One after another,
Silent blows assault my body,
Trying to make me stumble,
And turn my heart from your presence.
My body begins to ache,
But I still struggle after you.

Blow after blow,
I feel the pain coursing through me,
But I’m not going to give in.
I’m not going to turn away from you,
That choice already made,
I continue to strive toward you.

You never said that this would be easy,
There was no promise of a gentle path.
Why should I turn away when the world is against me,
Where the neverending blows try to break me.
For the promise that I hold onto,
Is the promise of You.

You are my strength in the midst of weakness,
You are my direction when I feel lost.
You are my hope when all seems hopeless.
You are my life when death surrounds me.
You are the promise I long to hold onto.
For you alone are worth the cost.

I call out to my assailants,
“Bring it on,”
For if you are for me,
Then it doesn’t matter who’s against me.
You will guide me through this fight,
Like you have done so many times before.