This poem is something I wrote as I prepared a sermon on Romans 10:8-17 — thinking about “beautiful feet” carrying the Gospel. I want people to call on the name of Jesus, but first we need to constantly reacquaint ourselves with the Gospel. So the Spirit placed this on my heart. May you receive this Good News again and again. To God be the glory, Amen.
You are a sinner, that is true. God’s wrath you’ve certainly accrued. Condemned to die, yes, you deserve. A judgment from which you can not swerve.
Salvation you can not obtain. You can’t do it, i’ll say again. You need help, you certainly do, In order to be made brand new.
So, what’s our hope? Well, i’ll proclaim – You’re saved by Jesus holy name. God’s holy wrath, he took for us. For His love is in great surplus.
Jesus took your sins to the cross. So your life would not be a loss. Jesus died but death did not win. Jesus rose much to death’s chagrin.
Now look to him and see God’sgrace. For this gift is yours to embrace. You are a sinner that is sure, But Jesus lives so you’ll be pure.
So repent and run fast to him. And know peace filled over the brim. Confess your sins, Yes, every one. You are forgiven through the Son.
Now, Jesus lives and so will you. And it excites me to review. You are precious – his beloved bride. Forever with him, you’llabide.
I am in Omaha, NE at the LCMC (Lutheran Congregations in Mission for Christ) Annual Gathering. I look forward to this event every year to connect with friends and colleagues in fellowship, worship and networking. It is also a time when I am encouraged in my faith. Case in point, at our opening worship on Sunday, the Holy Spirit spoke to my heart through the sermon on Romans 10:14 and thus the following poem flowed out. Praise be to God!
I am a sinner that is true. God’s wrath is most certainly due. I fall short through every action. My deeds have no satisfaction.
But Jesus died that I may live. And thus to God all glory give. He is worthy of all my praise. To Him I will direct my gaze.
But Satan wants me to just quit; Saying Jesus is not worth it. But Jesus holds me ever close, So thus to Satan, “adios”.
And so I’ll live my life for Him. And not let my light ever dim. So may I keep on standing strong. That I may ever sing Your song.
Life is fragile and delicate. Life is valuable and precious. Only You, Lord, can be entrusted with it. Only Your mighty and gentle hands can handle it. But even though these fragile shells – shells that we call a body – will eventually crack, it doesn’t mean that You are careless. These bodies are precious, from the moment we are conceived, but there is something even more precious, that which Jesus died to save – my soul. That’s what’s in Your hands forever. I hate to see shells crack, die and decay but I praise You that which is inside is perfectly safe and sound in Your mighty and gentle hands. My life is precious. My life is saved. All praise be to You through Christ Jesus my Lord. Amen.
Psalm 7:1–2 (ESV) ~ “O Lord my God, in you do I take refuge; save me from all my pursuers and deliver me, lest like a lion they tear my soul apart, rending it in pieces, with none to deliver.”
I am not strong or smart enough to contend with those who pursue me. I am not cunning or crafty enough to outwit them. I am not bold or brave enough to stand up to them. I am not able to save myself from those who would oppose you and thus me. Save me, oh God, save me. Many attack what I hold dear. They speak against the Truth. They accuse me. Like a lion they are ferocious and merciless. Nothing of this world can shield me. Nothing and no one can defend me. On my own I am lost, defeated, crushed, Oh God, I thank You that YOU are my fortress. You and You alone are my defender. You and You alone has slayed the lion, through Christ Jesus my Lord. You are my deliverer. You have saved me. You are my God. Amen!
The following chalk art was created by my imaginative 6-year-old daughter. It used to adorn the sidewalk in front of our home. Knowing that the lawn sprinklers would soon wash this masterpiece away, I made sure this was digitally preserved. This artwork, from the heart of a 6-year-old, inspired the following poem. To God be the glory!
Through death to Life, You give me hope. Through dark to light. I can now cope. For the cross rises above this broken world and life rises from within. I now have hope and strength for through Jesus Christ eternal life now begins. The sun shines, The flower blooms, Oh Lord my God my final place is not the tomb. And now my heart leaps for joy, I just can not contain it. My face radiates with love, Something that will never quit. So may the cross brightly shine, A hope for the world to see. My sins have been wiped away. That is Your loving decree.
You are the Way, the Truth and the Life.
You and only You,
You are holy and true,
You are my hope and salvation.
There are no other gods who can stand,
all have been outdone,
none can prove to be the one.
Many try to dethrone You,
but all fall short,
Only You is praise wholly due.
But the battle rages on,
my soul is conflicted.
Wolves in sheep’s clothing,
trying to pull off a big con.
I become deceived,
straying from the way.
Listening to the lies,
oh God, my soul is grieved.
Forgive and restore,
remake, for You I adore.
May it be You who I follow,
for there is no other way.
The gods of this world,
are nothing, only hollow.
So dethrone the gods I’ve crowned,
Show me again,
That Jesus, only Jesus,
is the way to truly abound.
From the sermon this morning. This can not be said enough. So I am going to just leave this right here…
My friends, through faith in Jesus Christ, your sins have been forgiven and thus you have been justified in the eyes of God. You cannot justify yourself. But your filthy rags have been removed and the white robe of righteousness has been placed on you. Jesus has personally dressed you with the wedding garment and has seated you at the banquet table. Through his death and resurrection, you have been made new. This is not from you. This is not something you can obtain through self-justification for you are unclean, dirty and filthy; always falling short of the glory of God. You are sinner. The justification that places you in God’s holy courts; His kingdom, is pure gift. It is all grace. Confess that you are a sinner and know a love like no other.