Of Fire and Gold

The many hats we wear, some of which are visible to others, and the one that God sees.

The pendulum swings to and fro,
from Satan’s fire to angels aglow.
Crimson lips spout wicked lies
while batting lashes shield blue eyes.
She owns a smile that melts your heart,
but her handshake is a world apart.
Fiendish laughter with a raspy voice,
a hand of hope makes your spirit rejoice.
Walking tall with her head held high.
The torrent of tears you can’t deny.
Her humanity journeys a golden road,
but her demon mind is a heavy load
So how does this divided soul
entrust itself to God’s control?
She seeks and finally she finds
a transforming love of the divine kind.
After daily prayer and reading the Word
no longer are the messages blurred.
She turns from her wicked ways
and toward her Heavenly Father she sways.
He is steadfast, and has paid the price.
Her Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ.