I am a plain mortal, I am weak, just an addition to the crowd of stumbling fools. I get confused with all the voices calling out to me and it is at times hard for me to hear all the voices and to only listen to the Voice of Truth. When standing at crossroads, I don't always choose the path that is my Faith Walk, the one He has planned for me before the beginning of time.
Who am I? Why would he care enough to forgive me, a sinner? To go through torture and ridicule for me? We're talking about the One who calms storms with His voice alone, the One who creates the miracle of life daily, and the One who is flawless and perfect and could at any time, if desired, leave me to fend for myself. That same miraculous One chooses not to leave me, but beckons to me to walk closer to Him. I still don't understand why He would bother.
I regret my sins, but not because of the consequences the Lord has given me. I regret my sins because it disappoints and saddens my God. The consequences only help me grow and learn, changing me for life. This only will help me in the future. I thank God for the consequences and apologize for what I have done.
But the part that burdens me the most is that all I can give to Him in return is my gratitude, my praise, and my striving to become more of the human His Son was.
Still Calls Me Son - John Waller (Thanks Megan)
I drug His name through Godless places.
And I know shame that no child of His should know.
I've seen pain on broken faces, Beyond all signs of hope.
I was just too far from Home.
Still I always wonder when I close my eyes:
After all I've done, Could He run to me?
Would He kiss my face? Could He even look at me?
After where I've been, Should He take me back?
I would understand.
I've disgraced Him.
But it would be amazing if He still calls me son.
With nothing left for me to bring Him,
I left my pride and turned my heart toward Home.
I saw my Home on the horizon.
And from a distance, I saw my Father.
Watching for His own with forgiving eyes.
After all I've done, He just ran to me.
He just kissed my face.
He would not let go of me.
After where I've been, He just welcomed me.
I don't understand, But He put His robe on me.
It was so amazing that He still called me son.
One day as I breathe my last,
And I know my days on Earth have ended, When every hour is spent,
I will close my eyes in amazement.
And I'll hear angels, They'll be singing 'Amazing Grace'.
'Cause He will run to me.
And He will kiss my face, He will not let go of me.
After where I've been, He will welcome me.
I won't understand, How He'd put his robe on me.
It will be amazing that He will call me son.
Amazing grace, How sweet the sound when He calls me son.
I once was lost, But now I'm found,
'Cause He calls me, He calls me son.
Psalms 18:28 ~ You, O God, keep my lamp burning; God turns my darkness into light.
Ephesians 5: 8-17 ~ For you were once in darkness, but now you are light in the LORD. Live as children of light (for the fruit of light consists in all goodness, righteousness and truth) and find out what please the LORD. Have nothing to to with the fruitless deeds of darkness, but rather expose them. For it is shameful even to mention what the disobedient do in secret. But everything exposed by the light becomes visible, for it is light that makes everything visible... Be very careful, then, how you live -not as unwise, but as wise. making the most of every opportunity, because the days are evil. Therefor do not be foolish, but understand what the LORD's Will is.
10 comments:
Nicely put Lizzie.
Abbie - adopting Annabella (Taina)
this is pretty good stuff, liz. challenging. how are you doing?!
oh lizzie!! can i just say again how much i love your heart?? the fact the your sin even bothers you says so much. sure, everyone knows that sin is bad...but rarely do people grasp it in this way, in the way i can see you do. sin is not just something to where we can say "my bad!" and move on from it...sin is an offense to a infinitely holy and righteous God!!
i love the prayer of Ezra:
"O my God, i am too ashamed and humiliated to lift up my face to You, my God; for our iniquities have risen higher than our heads, and our guilt has grown up to the heavens...here we are before You, in our guilt, though no one can stand before You because of this!"
(9:6,15)
and then the beautiful and incomprehensible thing of it is God's forgiveness and grace!
i love that song by John Waller (glad you did too!), it still gets me every time i hear it!
thanks for posting this, my friend!
This is one of my favorite songs. Music speaks to me a lot. I play this song all the time. I love this part:
After all I've done, He just ran to me.
He just kissed my face.
He would not let go of me.
After where I've been, He just welcomed me.
I don't understand, But He put His robe on me.
It was so amazing that He still called me son.
His love continues to amaze me. He's always there waiting. I get so frustrated when I choose to go my own path. I always come running home and he just keeps accepting me. I get so embarrassed sometimes at my rebellion. He's not there telling me "I told ya so". He runs toward me with open arms. He kisses my face and won't let go of me. I just curl up and cry in his arms because I am so overwhelmed at his acceptance of me when I know he knows what I have done. It's so hard to understand why he would put his robe on me. I am righteous in his eyes. I am His. He loves me. Thank you Father for your unlimited patience!!! Thank you for never giving up on me!!! Thank you for loving me!!!
Lizzie- I miss you!
You are incredible and such a gifted writer.
I love your heart!
Good thoughts.
How old are you?
You show more maturity and strength than full grown women.
Hang in Lizzie, you are serving the one true God and he loves you. that's all you need to know!
Ditto to what Kristina said. You're spiritual wisdom & insight are an inspiration to me. {{{ Hugs }}}
I can only agree with everyone. You are a blessing in my life. I wish you were in Haiti with our kids right now. I find it comforting to know you are with them.
Thank you all. Your words have done so much for me!
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