A storm blew the birch tree across the walking path.
The park's team cut the trunk into manageable pieces
and left it to rest for the creatures of the woods.
When I spied the chopped wood, I admired the beauty of the trunk
and the rounds inside.
The mottled bark reminded me of a soldier's uniform,
and the inside center—a heart.
As a Jesus follower, He wants me to be a warrior with a heart for people.
He wants me to fight the battle of darkness with His light in my heart.
Keep His light shining mighty warrior.
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