There is a place for me
A place unbroken,
Unbounded by my own reserve.
Saturday, 14 July 2018
I have wasted my days and nights in frivolity, in play, in indulging my fleshly appetites. I ought to have been busy in prayer in cultivating the fruits of the Spirit. I should have indulged in the scriptures, in the psalms and joined in with the melody of angels and saints above. Instead, I have been found wanting in righteousness. O, good, God! What have I done with your amazing grace? Is there still grace for me!
I am now going to live in such a way that shows that Jesus Christ is the treasure of my heart, that is that he is going to be the thing that I enjoy most in this world, for in the next world, yea, in the hereafter, he is my eternal portion, yea the whole Godhead. So, as I live from now, I am going to be an awesome spectacle for the angels, demons, and men that I am one who is truly sold out for Christ and his glory. I am not living to do my bid but his bidding. I have lived thus far a life that can be counted as dung for I have lived for myself and a little for Christ. But now I will cloth myself in righteousness and go about doing everything for his glory. This is indeed a lofty task, an ambition set up to fail and indeed so, but I am entirely dependent on the Power of the Holy Spirit and the daily mercies of my heavenly Father to see me through. I am secured in Christ, I am secured in his love. I just hate that I give myself to unrighteousness rather than righteousness. This is to be no more. And may you use me my good master in whatever way you please.
The tears will not rise, not tonight. The joy will outlast the thickened dismissal of my confession. The misgiving of ...