21 Aug. 2012

I can’t fathom God sending his kin

just to save this miserable skin.

But when He saw me He just had to grin,

because He knew of the romance about to begin.

I’m so full of sin

I can’t believe I’ll ever win.

Thank God, quite literally, that I don’t have to

for my life He has made anew.

This I know is true.

He sent Jesus His son

who permanently won

so I can believe that

It Is Done.

The old has gone

so someday I’ll be seeing God’s lawn,

but for now I can’t yawn,

because there is some serious work to be done.

I owe Him everything so I give Him my life

even in strife

because I remember what He went through in His life.

39 lashes,

gaping gashes,

nailed hands,

but still He stands,

continuing all God’s plans.

Carrying MY Cross.

A perfect man,

even over a 33 year span,

He lived to take my place,

grant me Grace,

and teach me to run the race.

After Him I will constantly chase

to help repair the pitiful case

of my sinful nature. 

21 Aug. 2012