Stuck in my Mind

Being stuck in my mind, can cause me to lose hope,

Can cause me to go insane.

Can cause me to have fear, fear of what may come next.

I’m fighting this thought, I’m fighting that thought,

It’s an invisible war that I cannot see.

But I know that I must continue to fight.

I can feel it everyday, in my everyday life.

Just trying to get through with the works of the days,

But even at night, there’s still always that fight.

The fight over my mind, to claim it as territory,

The fight over my future, because someone is seeking to, steal, kill & destroy it.

Spirit & flesh, flesh & blood, that in which the war is not even against.

It’s the war in the Heavens with all the principalities.

Will I make it out of here? Because at times it can be  so dark.

It’s dark in my mind, but where is the light?

Where’s the light for me to see, that I can make it out of here.

The light, the will light up my path,

The light, that must so shine.

But this mind of mine,

I can almost compare it to drowning in quick sand.

And this is what it feels like.

Sinking more and more,

It’s going faster & faster, but yet it’s so slow.

The more I seem to fight, the more the sand turns pulls me in.

I can feel a presence behind me,

Just smiling, with the most devious presence,

just watching me & wanting to me to drown & drown.

But I can sense, this mighty glorious presence in front of me.

Just in the nick of time, as I begin to question,

Where’s the rope?

Who can help me?

Who can pull me out?

Being stuck in my mind,

Being held captive not thinking I can make it out.

Not believing I can make it out.

But He’s the one who can help me with my unbelief.

I’m supposed to capture those thoughts, & make them obedient to the one we call Christ.

That’s the only way we can bring down strongholds.

Those holds that are coming against my mind.

Father can’t you hear me?

Can’t you see what’s keeping me stuck in my mind?

Father oh Father,

Hallowed it by thy name.

It is Your name, that I’ve been trying to call.

But I’ve been so stuck in my mind.

Sometimes I’m not sure if you’ll answer.

In my mindddd, I’ll always be this girrrrrl.

That’s what my mind says to me,

That’s what my flesh says to me.

That’s what the combative voices say to me.

It’s fighting against me, I’m fighting against him.

But being stuck in my mind,

I know that there is also another still, so quiet voice.

If I can just center & focus on Him,

Because His sheep, know His voice. No other shall we follow.

His voice, calling for my mind to be transformed.

Do not conform my child,

But be transformed,

Let me renew your mind. — He tells me.

With every little step you take, I will be there.

Reach for my hand, as I extend mine.

Grab it, because I can help you win this fight,

Of being so stuck in your mind.

I finally see the rope that’s being thrown at me,

I’m sinking, but I grab His rope.

Oh help me Father.

Focus on me, not the sand my daughter.

Think about Peter & how he walked on water, my daughter.

He asked me to come, I commanded him to come.

So I am telling you my daughter, won’t you come?

Every pull I take, is another step of faith.

If I can just get to the hem of his garment,

Then I will be out of my mind. Thus I will be healed.

Keep going, keep fighting.

You will win this fight.

Because the battle is already mine, & he has been already been defeated.

No need to be afraid of the enemy,

Because I still have control.