Why is it I only realize now what a Weapon God gave me?

Maybe I have been complaining too much and have been listening

God gave me a weapon and Satan has blinded from seeing it

Every day when I wake up

I know Satan's just ready to try to put a veil over my eyes

A veil made of false truths and lies

It's made of hopelessness and depression

But all I need to do is call on my God for him to rip it off

I have Jesus on my side for this intersession

Prayer is a powerful weapon God gave us

I just wish that I learned how to use it better when I was younger

Maybe then there wouldn't have been such a fuss

Every day I go to war with demons and my evil desires

But when I call on Christ he is my defense

When I pour out myself to him

He as there at whim

I love you Father

Son

And Holy Spirit