The Foes Arrayed Against Me-a poem

CHRIST IN WINTER: Reflections on Faith from a Place of Winter for the Years of Winter… ©

The foes arrayed against me

are many,

and mighty,

filled with violence,

and fueled by hate.

I must be ever ready,

and vigilant,

shield up, high,

sword steady

hand strong, though trembling,

eyes forward, clear.

Although each day I lose,

and retreat a grudging inch,

I shall not admit defeat.

I shall fight until I die

and count that as victory.

John Robert McFarland

johnrobertmcfarland@gmail.com

The “place of winter” mentioned in the title line is Iron Mountain, in Michigan’s Upper Peninsula, where life is defined by winter even in the summer! [This phrase is explained in the post for March 20, 2014.]

I have also started an author blog, about writing, in preparation for the publication, by Black Opal Books, of my novel, VETS, in 2015. http://johnrobertmcfarland-author.blogspot.com/

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