It has slow build up,
Hardly even noticing,
The waves overlap,
Getting closer, moving in.

Suddenly they are upon us,
Hardly swimming,
Fighting the current,
No way, we need saving,

Some fight the battle,
Alone by themselves,
Resisting, battling,
Getting no where fast still,

While I use to be, one of those gals,
Fighting the upstream,
I know better now.

For faith, when I pray
God’s listening,
Repentance for my errors,
In all the different ways,

Like a child is best when they tell their parents the truth,
Understanding can be given,
An obvious truce,

When I turn to God,
I humble myself,
Like a child to their father,
I admit the hard things and my not so great ways,

For God’s on my side,
He holds the battle,
My fight upstream is no longer an upheaval battle,

I need to make strides,
God calms the water,
While the others struggle,
To their own stormy weather.

For now I will end,
a new thing I am doing,
as part of my journey,
And healing story,

For now I will pray,
For those who need it today,
For those in my story,
To our God I pray:

Please help me,
My enemies too,
Help me see the ways,
I can improve,

To my enemies,
Help them lord to see your face,
Help them know,
And help them see,
You in all your mighty and glorious ways.

In Jesus name, Amen.