How can he look back in despair
When hope is all he sees ahead?
How can the dread full past
Bloom to this beautiful future
How can a rose come forth
From a cow dung heap
How can it be
When today this sinner weep
Tomorrow a saint he be
How can it be
When on the cross He died
Died He for you and me
How can it be,
Such things, impossible
With man it be
But for God
Nothing, said He.
Mat 19:21 Jesus said to him, If you want to be perfect, go, sell what you have and give to the poor, and you shall have treasure in Heaven. And come, follow Me.
Mat 19:22 But when the young man heard that saying, he went away sorrowful; for he had great possessions.
Mat 19:23 Then Jesus said to His disciples, Truly I say to you that a rich man will with great difficulty enter into the kingdom of Heaven.
Mat 19:24 And again I say to you, It is easier for a camel to go through the eye of a needle than for a rich man to enter into the kingdom of God.
Mat 19:25 When His disciples heard, they were exceedingly amazed, saying, Who then can be saved?
Mat 19:26 But Jesus looked on them and said to them, With men this is impossible, but with God all things are possible.
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
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2 comments:
I am finally following through on my commitment to read your poems. I did enjoy this one immensely.
I believe the impossible is possible with God academically, but it does not yet penetrate my heart as it should.
thank you dear brother for your thoughts. I have only being able to glance through your poems. But I have not yet posted any thoughts yet. I will in the coming days.
O' how we need to get to a child like faith that does not go into an analysis paralysis; but says simply that God said it and that is it and acts based on that simple fact.
Often we are unable to enter into such simplicity of faith, I guess we need to just ask God to help us have such faith.
Just as when we simply believed the gospel and something miraclously happened in us and we were born again!
O foolish Galatians!! .... :-)
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