Snorting angrily,

Seeing traces put on tenderly…

Resisting leather

Straps pulling together,

To help him run obediently!

He’d been a good puller once

but now had run free for months…

Excuses found

To stay homebound,

A TV preacher’s plus!

Like when first Spirit-filled,*

Distractions not only self-willed…

Female attraction

His great distraction,

With effort, that voice he stilled.

Joy then came in a flood,

Bathed in Spirit by His blood…

Distractions denied

The man cried,

Praising God for all that is good!

A stallion sometimes corralled,

Ain’t ready to give it his all…

Anger and fear

Of the familiar near,

Please pray that his pride would fall!

Jonathan Caswell

*Please Note:Whenever this poet writes Spirit (with the “S” capitalized —or in upper case) he is referring to the Holy Spirit of God most high—as defined by the Bible.

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About Jonathan Caswell

Mr. Caswell has been composing poetry at least since High School. He has been on WORD PRESS for ten years and contributes to two other blogs beside this one. This blog has a Christian emphasis but all bloggers are welcome. Mr. Caswell chooses to---with permission--re[post material of interest

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