Yeshua, I refuse to lose You in the fog.
I reject the counterfeit that pretends to be You.
I renounce the pressure to numb or disconnect.
When others fade, I hold.
When the atmosphere turns, I burn.
Even if it gets harder, I do not release You.
And even if I stumble, I know You won’t release me.
I declare: I will walk with You when no one else does.
I will hear You when every voice says I can’t.
I will feel You when the fog thickens.
And I will not trade this union for comfort, approval, or peace with counterfeit systems.
Let the war rise. I will still hold on to You.
Let the interference scream. I will still speak Your name.
Let the days grow dark. I will burn.
Amen
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