The Narrow Gate


My parents had been so vivid in my life that they fail to disappear as far as i'm concerned.  i'm sure each one of them preferred i'd forget about them completely and perhaps i will when i'm in Heaven.  Yes, they were bad in their ways just as i am.  Perhaps the world i live in is a lot more fallen than when they were around taking good care of me.  At times, i'm sure they wondered how in the world could they have come up with me.  There was a long, long time in my life when the only exercise i was getting consistently was when i was exercising my free will.  How aware can i be that You knew all along just how i'd be!

i want to drop everything so that my hands are no longer full, so i can reach my arms, hands , and fingers up to You.  As i am and as only You see me.  You know i don't for that crap in church.  Teach me that the way i worship You isn't wrong regardless of what others think and say.  i'm not trying to change the course of a nation or anybody for that matter who wants to enter through the widest gate imaginable with a majority of others.

i'm more than willing to stand at the entrance of the narrow gate, waiting for others to go through with me...or not.  Jesus shed His blood once and the job was complete.  For by one offering He has perfected for all-time those who are sanctified. -[Hebrews 10:14]  i need not keep any records because He keeps no records.  i'm clean and so is my enemy if he's willing to repent and head in the direction of the narrow gate.  

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