he crouches at the door of life...
with lies...
Lies making small things seem big...
and big things seem small...
A little white lie...
knowing you're given too much change...
or undercharged... and you justify the mistake...
They make lots of money... they've overcharged me plenty I'm sure...
But an accidental misstep...
leading to a spill...
a reason to berate... and begrudge...
A fetus becomes simply a blob of tissue...
nothing to worry about getting rid of...
especially if it limits your freedom...
But a wave gone unnoticed by a friend...
becomes a reason to feel snubbed...
and to give a cold shoulder next time you meet...
White lies... there's no such thing...
they all come from the father of lies...
the accuser... deceiver...
An accident...
no malice in the heart...
deserves only grace...
A fetus is not a blob...
it's a life.
abortion... equals... murder...
An unmissed wave...
due to distractions or distress happen...
it's not about you...
The enemy he lurks...
at the door of your life...
crouching with lies...
waiting to devour...
ready to steal... kill... destroy...
Where has he been whispering to you...?
Be sober-minded; be watchful.
Your adversary the devil prowls around
like a roaring lion, seeking someone to devour.
1 Peter 5:5 ESV
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