Thursday, June 10, 2010
I have often failed and faltered,
In my journey with the Lord.
When tempted, I have fallen prey to sin.
My weaknesses are legion,
My nature’s frail and flawed,
To conquer, grace must emanate within.
Ungracious, stern and haughty,
I had a prideful heart.
Forgiven often yet I chose to be,
Bereft of all compassion,
To those who failed like me,
I lacked a Christ-like generosity.
With ease I magnified the faults,
Of strangers, kith and kin,
Heedless of the log impeding light,
Blind, I scorned to follow,
The narrow way until,
God graciously restored my failing sight.
I had to climb
, Mount Calvary
Clinging to the Cross,
The genesis of healing to my soul,
All pride, heart break has shattered,
I understand at last,
Christ alone has power to make whole.
LET THE LITTLE ONES COME TO ME
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