James 1:8

Living through the life God has given me, I always pondered why I exist. Strolling through the days and pondering about my past, I thought to myself, I am a useless servant living in sin, living by the desires of the world. The perfect candidate who broke the God's  laws resulting in the destruction of my soul when I should be the one who deserves to be laid on the cross of Christ. Worthy to be condemned to eternal death when death itself is looming around the corner. Separated by Christ, I fear the inevitable moment that I have to take into account for what I have done. Mercy is the only action that I plead. To pray for strength and to lead me away from my hypocrisy. Every moment we make, every path we take, the very breath of life the LORD gave us, only for me to waste it for our own selfish desires. For the every moment that we sinned and every moment that was entrusted to us would have eternal consequences. 

And yet here I am. The strength that Jesus gave  me fingers to type what Iby His own mercy and grace.

Deserving of death, yet the Christ in me, who PRAYS for me has lead me to tears. Tears that I cherish for the living moment I write my statement.

If there's one thing I pray, that Jesus cleanses me from my iniquities, for me to draw closer to Him. To know Him, to Love Him and to serve Him.

LORD break me.



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