Stranger

Voice of the enemy
like old vinyl, scratched
caught in a groove
screeches endless
repetitions

You do not belong

It sneaks in
through cracks
leaves trails of shame
muffles truth
creates barriers

I step away from others
as it knocks me down
and comes in
for the kill

You do not belong
you are different, odd
not like the rest

Yet a voice
wiser, clearer
rises in perfect pitch

A harmonious Yes

You do not belong
for you are set apart
a stranger here
by My design

Rejoice
alien, child of Mine
Rejoice
Stranger by HisFireFly


 
Joining with the other warriors, sharing poems prompted by the word stranger

 and also sharing with others out loud at Nancy's a Little Somethin'

I didn't fly alone...

It was going to be a long day of traveling. I had two flights ahead of me. I had selected aisle seats for a bit of extra legroom and to avoid feeling trapped. I was surprised at the number of people traveling so early on a Sunday morning and it seemed that many of them were going to be on this same plane.

I always pray for safe travel and for divine encounters that God arranges for His purposes, so I usually don’t hesitate to speak to strangers. As I located seat 23C I noticed a tiny, older woman already seated in the center seat of the row. I said a quiet “Hi” and she looked up at me with a friendly smile....

Read the rest of this story Here at Internet Cafe Devotions where I'm sharing about the company of strangers.