Saturday, July 17, 2004
I went to The Room again today, Lord.
There's part of me that doesn't like to visit.
So many moments, so many careless words,
so many selfish actions I want to forget.
But it's no longer a place of horror.
I went to be reminded of all You've done for me.
I don't ever want to forget the crushing weight
of bearing my own sin,
of having my name on each of those cards.
I don't ever want to forget what it's like to be lost
so I'll never cease to be grateful for being found.
Forgive me, Jesus, but sometimes i grow so
familiar with Your grace that I take it for granted.
Standing before those files with my every sin
recorded, I see what a wretch I am,
and Your grace is once again amazing.
I learnt something today too.
I realised Your grace not only covers my sin,
but also makes possible my obedience.
I pulled out a few cards files of things I've done
right: "Encouragement I've Given",
"Times I've Served", "Temptations Resisted".
I saw Your name written on those too.
I think I half expected to see my own name.
What a fool I am!
It suddenly hit me that everything good
I've been able to do has been by Your grace.
I couldn't serve, I couldn't love,
I couldn't be patient,
without Your grace upholding me
and Your spirit guiding me.
I stood there and cried again.
They were happy tears.
I stood there aware I had nothing to brag about,
except Your work in my life.
Everything I have, You've given me.
You make possible the forgiveness of my sins.
You give me the power to obey.
I have nothing to boast in -- no achievement,
no righteousness, no merit --
except for Your finished work.
Thank you, Jesus.
i left my footprints (:
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