There I Go Again

Good morning! I was looking through Tim Challies blog today and found this bit of poetry.  I felt like I could have written it.  Poor choice of words...poor steward of time and wages...poor keeping of the Great Commandment - yep, that's me.

Instead, this poetry comes from Matha Leanne Todd.  She describes herself as "a Christian, wife & mom, a CNA in health care & a writer/poet.  Check this out and see if any of it resonates with you.

There I go again:
quick to stumble, break, and fall.
Another choice of word
that’s slipped and heard
so full of swearing gall.

And there I go again:
poor steward of time and wages;
so wasted, spent;
dare I repent
before the Rock of Ages?

Now there I go again:
harboring rage against my neighbor,
whom I’m to love
if I’m made of
the Spirit for Whom I labor.

God of Heaven,
tell me this—
do I betray you with a kiss…

from unclean lips,
so coarse—profane?
I am not fit
to call Your name!

Much less to have
Your mercy, new,
that falls on me
with mourning due…

so crisp and clean,
‘fore men confessed,
all my sins
as grace refreshed

and Godly sorrow swallows pride
with
I AM
holy, satisfied,

not by a pious claim of mine
for none are they to find.
Though of no merit,
I will inherit
a Kingdom, most divine!

Because God’s rage against me
has been meted out;
and not on me
but on a tree
where Christ defeated doubt!

And so to Him I reach for,
despite my deep chagrin…
His hem, I touch,
absolving much!
It’s there, I go again.