lifeboat...everything.

from a friend...

no need for the full armor

no need to gaze in His face

no need to rely on Him

no need other than our need

we can stand on our own two legs ......... in the miry muck

and as we are trapped in the world, in our old flesh, in the
attacks, He pursues and pursues and pursues, His knuckles worn from
knocking

will i relent or will i stay in control control of WHAT?