 |
|
|
In an unseen, intangible realm there is a plain.
It is a land of unspeakable beauty.
Unique and intriguing, satisfying and living.
At least, this is how it is during times of peace.
Alas, there is malicious war taking place on this vast expanse, smothering its beauty, rendering it dank and dreary, dry and desolate.
During these periods of unrest, the land is infested by beings whose one goal is destruction and annihilation, and darkness is their constant companion.
Through the shroud that is their presence, their grotesque figures can be seen.
In the foreground the crafty eyes of Deceit, shifty, untrusting, untrust-ed, scour the landscape;
backwards, forwards, behind, above. Never resting,
Its torment is palpable.
In Deceit’s peripheral vision leer the hungry, seductive eyes of Lust;
never satisfied,
It pounces on impure thoughts to devour them like a vulture on a carcass.
Off in the distance, the jade-green eyes of Envy and Jealousy glisten in the shadows;
self-gain Their only intent.
From somewhere deep within the terrain come discordant noises, like talons scraping along metallic instruments of torture.
This is the vile sound of Slander and Gossip.
.
It is an arena of sub-conscious chaos, a bombardment of malevolent spiritual forces.
The momentum builds,
a sub-climax is reached...
Commander Sadness arrives.
Victory is close.
Silence befalls the minions as the low, guttural sounds of a creature none dares look upon echo throughout the chambers of the captive's heart.
It is living evil which, ironically, sucks the essence out of life;
All other miseries kowtow to its encroaching presence,
in awe of its strength and power in this once holy and sacred place.
It’s The General.
Its name?
Hopelessness.
With quiet arrogance and overt pride their General thrusts the banner of their lord into the heart of their captive.
“In the name of the lord of darkness!”
With great rejoicing the warriors of hatred celebrate their victory.
The poisonous claws retract their grasp,
the tentacles filled with venom release the core of their captive,
and, propelled by their victory, they march to their next battleground.
Yes, in all of us is an unseen, intangible realm, the plain of our heart.
It is a land of unspeakable beauty.
Unique and intriguing, satisfying and living.
At least, this is how it is during times of peace.
Above all else, guard your heart, for everything you do flows from it. Proverbs 4:23
The opinions expressed by authors may not necessarily reflect the opinion of FaithWriters.com.
Accept Jesus as Your Lord and Savior Right Now - CLICK HERE
JOIN US at FaithWriters for Free. Grow as a Writer and Spread the Gospel.
|
|
|
