Warrior Interrupt

by Sarah (Holmquist) Plasky, Guest Writer

March 22, 2024

You call me warrior

Arrows fly

Rest

Heart posture on my knees

Get through that moment in a breeze.

Others times heart still torn apart

What do I do with the bleeding

Next generation preceding

All eyes on me, what they do not see

I am a warrior & will tell my story

Blindness & silence

Pain & fear

Searing silence or

abrupt explosion of anger in the moment, prayer interrupts.

Reach for the cope, the dope, the vape, the smoke, the bottle, the blade, the spade, the endless reaching of phone, endless searching for love, to be seen, to be heard, to hide in shame.

Prayer interrupts, you are healed in Jesus name.

Simpler than one word.

One heart.

Broken.

Surrendered.

I am a warrior.

I do not have to fight.

I win.

He won.

It is done.

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