My God Can

Satan is a thief, liar, and killer.

He tends to remind me of everything I don’t have.

He likes to say what I do have, isn’t enough,

And to taunt me with things that are not his to give.

In fact, nothing seems to be enough;

Heaven, itself, was not enough for him.

His way is devious, vicious, and cruel.

He doesn’t care for me nor does he want to see me succeed.

He wants to see me fall, flat on my face,

— For then, he will be satisfied with what I have.

But then I realize, what does it matter,

Whether or not he is satisfied with what I have?

It is not his, it is my own.

He did not give it, nor will he take it away.

Anything else I desire, he cannot obtain.

All else I hope to be, he is not.

I want to embody real love, joy, peace.

I hope to be all I was created to be.

And he?

Something so devious, vicious, and cruel?

No — he cannot give to me what I seek.

Only my God can.