Dressed pretty with bandages that wrap my wounds and dead and broken dreams,
People dread to unwrap these bandages fearing the mess and the unpleasant stench,
They mourn the death and convinced its all over,
Where no one else can see or can reach.
Deep cried unto deep,
A cry for life.
Jesus you visit me while everyone else said its too late,
You call me by my name,
Your words breathe life into this dead being,
You unwrapped the messy and stinking wounds that none want to catch a glimpse of,
You are the balm that healed my brokenness,
You alone loved me and cared to rescue me from my grave clothes,
Your love covered the multitude of death, sin and brokenness
You clothe me with a garment of praise
Your love is true life!
I believe that there is a God who is good and He created us with purpose. He loved us so much that He was compelled by love to create children in His image who are good, filled with love and compassion. We were created for love and to go beyond our SELF. I am convinced of this, though I fail daily. When I was younger, someone very dear to me failed in a relationship and my little heart was broken. When I saw the person suffer the consequence I believed that they deserved it. As a kid I was unaware of my self righteousness. Time flew and when I grew up, I failed in a relationship. I was torn with condemnation, guilt, shame and judgement. This time I failed. I just couldn't take the weight of it and made a confession to a friend. I was so disappointed that I didn't see hope. My friend graciously explained that God is merciful. When you truly repent He forgives. I have always believed in God. As a child I wrote letters to Him mainly out of frustration about my situatio...
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