Broken Weapons

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Break them again, Lord.

Wouldn’t it be something if every army and violent fraternity on earth woke up in the morning and none of their weapons worked?

What would that be like? What it their knuckles had no punch?

What if they had to use words and righteous deeds to win the favor of people with justice and mercy? What if?

“There he has broken the fiery arrows of the enemy, the shields and swords and weapons of war. Interlude”- Psalm 76:3, NLB

In the grand opera of the universe, it is God and God alone who sings the aria of the hour,

“Vanish, o night!
Fade, you stars!
Fade, you stars!
At dawn, I will win!
I will win! I will win!”