Fighter

she’s a fighter
because she doesn’t give up when the hard days come,
and the tear tracks are still fresh on her face.
she’s a fighter
because she doesn’t give up when her dreams are shattered,
and her heart’s been battered all over again.
she’s a fighter
because she doesn’t give up when there’s nothing left but the broken pieces,
and she gives it all to God anyway.

he’s a fighter
because he doesn’t give up when they turn their backs,
and he’s left alone with insults ringing in his ears.
he’s a fighter
because he doesn’t give up when his hands are empty,
and he has nothing but trust to lean on.
he’s a fighter
because he doesn’t give up when life turns and slaps him hard across the face,
and he still praises God in the storm.

you’re a fighter
because you don’t give up when the battle is rough,
and you still know how to count your blessings.
you’re a fighter,
because you don’t give up when all your efforts look like failures,
and your only refuge is the moment your knees touch the ground.
you’re a fighter
because you don’t give up when your world comes crashing down,
and you’ve got a fire burning bright in your soul.

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Author: Misty

Why hello there. :) I'm Misty, a Christian writer, photographer, and violinist. The most likely places to find me are at the beach or the library, or maybe curled up somewhere clacking away at an old typewriter.

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