12/4 Poem: Undeniable

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“As he passed inside, the young servant girl guarding the gate took a look at Peter and said to him, “Aren’t you one of his disciples?”
He denied it, saying, “No! I’m not!”
Now because it was cold, the soldiers and guards made a charcoal fire and were standing around it to keep warm.
So Peter huddled there with them around the fire.”
‭‭John‬ ‭18‬:‭17‬-‭18‬ ‭TPT‬‬

What kind of person would I
Have to be not to deny
A Savior who seems to have failed
So I myself am not jailed?

The only way out of this mess
Would be to freely confess
That I was wrong about Him
And beg for a sentence less grim

But Peter was trapped by his lies
Since he dared not recognize
The purpose of Christ was a cross
To prove He alone is death’s boss

So maybe I should be more kind:
Peter was speaking his mind
He really no longer knew
The Jesus he’d been talking to

And that is the challenge for me:
Which way do I want to be free?
To live in this world free from strife
Or losing for Him my false life?

Today I will lose what is false
To gain true freedom

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