Rightfully reserved for me was a crown of shame and disgrace,
Yet I was given one of righteousness and joy.
Death was my reward,
Yet I was given life in abundance,
Darkness was my ally and a heart blinded by pride,
That I couldn’t recognize the fountain that led to life,
I walked a broad path that separated me from you,
Relishing the pods that never quenched my thirst.
Until you opened my eyes to see your light,
Then I saw how filthy I was,
Clad in the dirt of my sin,
‘Alas! Will I ever be clean?”, I cried,
Then a man walked up to me,
Offered a robe of white,
Clean as ever,
And whispered to me saying,
“Your sin has been atoned for, you’ve been washed clean”
“But how can this be?”, I exclaimed.
He pointed me to a rugged cross and then showed me his palms,
They were scarred and bruised,
Then he looked straight at me and asked,
“Do you love me more than these?”
I remembered all my wasted ways and fell at his feet,
He picked me up, held me in his arms and said,
“Look not to those that are momentary but to the one who is everlasting”.
“And you, who once were alienated and hostile in mind, doing evil deeds, he has now
reconciled in his body of flesh by his death, in order to present you holy and blameless
and above reproach before him,”
This was a guest post by Jill Thomas (who happens to be my cousin). Jill lives in Kuwait, with her husband and son, and is currently a full time mom and homemaker.
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