I lost many of the people You gave me.

I saw the new faces, eager and willing...

And yet...many of them changed...what was once the right path in their eyes now becomes a path of bore, chore, and time-wastage.

Influenced by circumstances, I have tried to reach out to them, to guide them back.

But, alas... Many chose to take the wide and even path that was easy for them, which no doubt at the end, is a dead end.

Is it really that hard, just to sacrifice an hour? Do those things really matter than the very essence of what you believe in?

Once again, I've lost to the devil. He managed to steal away many of Her legionaries. And as leader, I have failed terribly in the execution of my duty.

Fighting an enemy may be hard, but at least with a loyal and devoted army, one can stand his ground.

But what happens, when your enemy uses propaganda, leads them astray, and you as the leader of your batallion, helplessly look as one by one, your men walk the path of no return?

Temptation overcomes their spirit, even though it may be strong, but the weakness of the flesh is just too weak to resist it.

Their young minds are just unable to resist it. Their faith was not strong enough. But I refuse to give up.

Not when I still have my faith that one day they will return, not when I still reign as President and I will see that they walk that path no more, and to return, to what was truly just and righteous.

If he wants a war of mind-games, he shall get one. At the end of the day, we know who is the clear victor. He may have had a good start.

But this is only the start, and it is not over till it is over. I have lost them, and its really up to me to bring them back..

God, help me seek and return your lost sheep to your flock, O Good Shepherd. Guide our paths, protect us from wild animals that seek to harm us.

Amen.

God Bless!