FIREPLACE POETRY

He didn’t need the sword,
Didn’t need the crown,
Just a stone, a sling, and a faith that wouldn’t bow down.

And when that stone flew through the air,
It carried more than aim—
It carried every prayer, every tear, every moment of pain.

Because when God is on your side,
Giants don’t stand a chance.

Your giant might be fear.
Might be doubt.
Might be addiction, heartbreak, or the voice that says, “You’ll never make it out.”

But hear this:
The same God who guided that stone
Is still moving today,
Still fighting battles you can’t fight on your own.

So stand up.
Pick up your faith.
Step into the field even when your knees shake.

David didn’t flinch, didn’t freeze,

Didn’t fold

’Cause he knew the power of the God he told.

If God is for you –

Who can stand?
Pick up your faith.
Release your hand.

Written By: Alex Garvin (Fireplace-Poetry)