January 11, 2007

  • sometimes...

    sometimes i feel like the blind man on the road, that cries out have mercy; He does

    sometimes i feel like the man who cries, help my unbelief; He does

    sometimes i feel like peter and say i would rather die, then the rooster cries;

    most times i find myself in the beggar, the leper, the soldier, and the thief;

    all times if find that He is right there, meeting me and my blindness, my failures, and my unbelief.

    He is the constant in all, He is the one that holds us when we fall.

    every story and every tale we are in, it is not our own, but it is all about Him.