I was having a spiritual struggle and one person or the spirit from one person seemed to be the biggest challenge. I could not name the spirit but I knew it was there. Finally it was apparent I needed to get alone with the LORD and have a prayer time to throw this thing off. I was prepared to spend many hours if necessary, but surprisingly it only took a couple hours. This is the resultant poem.
Rooftops ©23-4-20 Molly Lin Dutina Above the rooftops Beyond my thoughts and dreams You move by Your Spirit Unseen yet beyond powerful Invited by my yieldedness You ask no invitation Welcomed by my obedience You come cleanse my house Straightening my crooked paths Wayward thinking Thoughts that give negative entrance You swing the Mighty Sword of Spirit Sweeping away all hindrance To Your will and ways. Above the rooftop of my hair (Which You have numbered every strand) Your towering angels like ancient trees Stand guard to alert me to invasion I am kept by a love divine I dwell under the shadow of the Almighty Your wings enfold and embrace me If I go astray You shepherd me back If necessary You will even carry my smelly self Returning me to the fold Feeding me with the finest food Brushing out the tangles in my wool For You love me You even pour Your love Like a bucket of soapy water Throughout my heart by Your Spirit No shame remains After You work within me
May your week be filled with time for prayer and the rewards of having been in His presence.