A Moment With My Maker

Your lovingkindness, O Lord, extends to the heavens, Your faithfulness reaches to the skies, Your righteousness is like the mountains of God, Your judgements are like a great deep

Psalm 36: 5-6
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I waded through the water,

Ever deeper out to sea,

Using all my strength to push against

The waves surrounding me,

I laughed and caught my breath,

The bracing temperature surprising,

Then plunged my shoulders under,

And felt my spirits rising,

The waves they did not heed me,

As they drew me out and in,

They swirled and crashed about me,

With their great resounding din!

How small and insignificant,

I felt amid the weight,

Of those foamy, rolling billows,

The Atlantic vast and great.

Then I thought about Your power, as strong as any breaker,

And I thought about Your glory,

Oh Lord, Almighty Maker!

And I sensed Your gentle whisper, with the ocean’s crashing roar,

“My love for you is deeper

Than these waves you stand before!

My grace is more relentless than the never-ceasing wave.

And my love is so much stronger than the power of the grave!”

Soar!

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For God has done what the law, weakened by the flesh, could not do. By sending His own Son, in the likeness of sinful flesh as an offering for sin, He condemned sin in the flesh, in order that the righteous requirement of the law might be fulfilled in us, who walk not according to the flesh, but according to the Spirit…

Romans 8:3-4

The law is a tyrant,

A ball and a chain,

That reads out my failures

Again and again,

Relentlessly tells me I should have done better,

Hounds me with guilt,

Til regret is my fetter,

Watches me stumble,

Beneath its great load,

Adding heavier rocks

As I trudge down the road.

And if I progress

And begin to take heart,

The arm of the law,

Drags me back to the start!

Your grace finds me there,

By the side of the road,

Breaks off my shackles, and carries my load,

Cancels my debts,

And calls me by name,

Gives me beauty for ashes,

A crown, for my shame.

Wraps me in robes,

And anoints me with gladness,

Washes away all the strife and the sadness.


Run girl, run!

The law demands,

But gives me neither feet nor hands,

Far better news the gospel brings,

It bids me fly and gives me wings.

(Inspired by one of my favourite John Bunyan quotes)