Poem: Consumption Presumption


Today I will BE God’s work before I DO it

It’s tempting to see God’s power
As something we rent by the hour
I feel like He needs my direction
Since His work is all at my discretion!

But what if the tables are turned
And Grace is not something I earned
Then I am His ‘cause He chose me
And from my dead sins He unfroze me

Then I am but His instrument
He the King, I parliament
Writing the story He told
Paid with my silver and gold

Really it cost Him His life
To make me His spotless pure wife
So this is the truth I can’t shirk
That I too am part of His work!

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