The Lord asked me if He could
live through me for a little while.
He wanted
to speak with my mouth, to love with my heart
and to see through my eyes.
I though about it for a time, but sadly had
to tell Him,
“I have spoken words that
would offend you.
I have
gossiped about others and I have said unkind words to my loved ones.
My mouth is not good enough for you Lord
My heart
isn’t always in the right place, I try to be good
but deep down inside, I am not always what I profess to be.
My heart is not good enough for
you Lord.
My eyes have turned away from the
suffering and pain
of others and they have looked at things that are shameful.
My eyes are not good enough for you
Lord.”
I started to walk
away, my head hung down in sorrow
That I could
not give the Lord the only thing He had ever asked of me,
When suddenly, I felt a tug on my soul. Turning around, I saw the
Lord. He was smiling and He said, I know all those
things my child,
and now I know that
you do too.”
He held up His
left hand and showed me the mark where the nail had been.
“This was for
the things you’ve said.”
He held up His right hand and
showed me the mark where the nail had been.
“This was for
the darkest secrets in your heart.”
He showed me
His feet and the marks where the nails had been.
“This was for when you turned away from your
brothers and sisters in need.”
He showed me
His side and the mark where the sword had gone in.
“This was for
every sin you’ve committed or will commit.”
“Now, may I live through
you awhile?”
With tears
flowing freely, I
turned to the Lord and invited Him in.
by Wendy Remy-Lanning
copywrited
2002
Provided by International Bible Society
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