Saturday, January 16, 2010

I'm With Jesus

Fire.
I am shaken by it,
Transformed by it,
Purified yet burned by it.
It's burning the trash that i've been holding onto,
And it's healing the wounds that i've longed to
Be rid of, as my life is changing,
Converting,
Conforming
To You and Your molding
Me.
The season of stubbornness is ending,
And the lifetime of living for You is re-beginning,
But this time i've determined that it's here to stay,
Like Leeland i sing "Holy Spirit have your way."
Though sometimes I feel like my life is made up of seasons,
Bad, then good, I’m finding reasons,
To keep on,
To stay strong,
Because I rest assured
That You’ll stay with me, though at times I
Act absurd.
Jesus, I chose
To fall
In love with You.
Let me fall so hard
That like when my breath gets knocked out of me
All the excuses and walls and hate will fall out
Of me.

I love You. I choose You.
Let me never lose You,
Or rather,
May you never lose me
‘Cause I’m the one that tends to be
Running away, for what reason i don’t see.
It must be humanity
To run from light,
Cause we don’t want to be seen
For who we are,
With our imperfections and scars.
But that’s what You heal
That’s what You look past.
Cause You see who i can be,
You see me as first, not last.
As the readers can tell,
I just can’t stop writing.
Your life is enlightening.
I pray they can see it,
So they can start inviting
You
To
View
Their hue.
Black as it is,
So You
Can change
Their Range
From low to High,
And when they die,
They’ll join You in the sky.
Tell me, why
Would they resist
An offer to put them on the List
Of Your Book of Life
That guarantees a life
Of pleasure and security
For eternity
Rather than spend it in Hell
Where Satan dwells?
So I pray
That today
If you’re reading this
That you won’t miss
A chance of a life with Christ.
He paid the ultimate price,
His life.
Ask Him to be your God,
It’s not too hard.
He’s listening and ready
To make you His steady.
And all that leaves us
To say is
“I’m with Jesus.”

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Let me fall so hard
That like when my breath gets knocked out of me
All the excuses and walls and hate will fall out
Of(f) me.....

Your writing is inspiring...simply inspiring. :-)