The walk is hard, and the journey is painful,
There is no rest, and there are always new battles.
Some of them seem interminable,
Some of them seem invincible.
I am fighting day after day, and nothing changes,
I always do my best, and the fight continues.
This fight drains all my strength and wears out me,
I do not see the light anymore; I do not see good things.
New difficulties come, and the fight has no end,
The despair comes, and in this way, I cannot stand.
I cry; I get desperate, and I claim help,
I need someone to help me in this battle.
A small light at the end of the tunnel is seen,
Someone will help me; the hope is renewed.
The person gets close and extends their hand,
The words said talk directly to my heart.
The Lord came to my fight and will help me,
He will give me strength and help me to win.
God says to me that bad days will always exist,
He comforts me saying He always will be here.
I breathe relieved because I know I am not lonely,
In all battles, the Lord will be with me.
I will face all the fights with my head up high,
The victory is guaranteed with the Lord on my side.
This poem is part of the book Words of Faith.
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