Pillar

As I stood this Sunday for worship, silent and still, I realized that I was standing for something more than the worship. It was during a song that spoke of God being worthy of praise that the strength I felt on my heart was put into words.
I was standing as a testimony to the enemy that no matter what he does to pull me down, no matter what this life does to me, I will stand. I will stand for God as a pillar of His strength alone as mine tapped out a long time ago. Things are not easy to say the least, sad things happen all around me every day and I become tired, sore to the hurts I see, and to the ones that happen to me as well. I am standing here bathed in His mercies, soaked in his love, telling the world that through all of these times God is truly still worthy to be praised.
The music played on, the darkened room filled with praises and singing resounded all around me. The silence that played on my heart was comforting and beautiful, louder than even the music. A delcaration to my God. A silent stance against the burdens of this earth.
I am still here.