How "real" are you? How many piercings do you have?
Are you saved because you laugh with the sinners? Are you saved because you philosophize with the intellects?
Do you wear a suit? Do you carry a Bible?
Do you speak the truth?
Do you live on the street?
Do you preach in a church?
Do you pray in your room?
Do you sing in the car?
It's not about the stuff we do, but the One we know.
My righteousness is a filthy rag.
But my humble King is all radiance and grace.
Why does He do such beautiful things in secret? Why does He let me forget that He is saving me every day? I breathe in and out and I forget that He is my life. His Spirit moves through my faithless flesh. Beauty is in corruption. Treasure in a jar of clay.
posted by Jules @ Saturday, November 13, 2004
2 Comments:
This has nothing to do with the poem. I loved it. I threw my head back and laughed. Zebra. Good times. Love it.
Class, shall we do a lesson on the difference between "there","their" and "they're"?
Just a random thought.
I just watched the movie "13 to 30". It actually inspired me. I highly recommend this movie.
Okay: Let's play "Guess the anonymous poster." I'm going to go ahead and say... < M >? Is that you? This messge will self-destruct in 24hrs.
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