Testimony
You know, I am a sinner.
And, don’t hear, “too” at the end of that
I am a sinner, but yes,
Like you. Everyday, I
am a sinner.
It makes me sad,
To be, because I want not to be
A sinner, like me, everyday, but how,
To be free, I know, really, I do.
But first, I must also tell you
That just because free is there
Does not allow me to go and do
What I do that I don’t want to
Oh, no, no, I do it in spite
Of the fact that I know better,
What I’ll say in a moment
Will set you free but it is not
A permanent hall pass, a get out
Of jail free card, the short line,
The lottery ticket, ace in the hole,
The whole enchilada, oh no, no
Because like all things, you know
For every action there is an equal
An opposite reaction, its not just true
In the physical world, God
Is consistent: things fall down when dropped,
Hands are slapped away from the cookie jar,
Ripples roll away from a pebble dropped in a pond,
Hate begets hate, gossip begets gossip, death begets death,
Truth is that truth is best and, sin
When confessed can be washed away,
I told you I would tell you how,
So, yes, washed away, and its free
Yes, its free, you can’t earn it, buy it,
Rent it, or pay it off, but there is a late fee,
That someone you don’t want to meet
Will collect after you die
Sorry, but you needed to know
It all, before you know the final truth
That your sin, like mine, can be washed away
And faith in Jesus Christ can save
Even me, so certainly, you, and He loves
Even me, so certainly, you, and can you just
Be loved? Can you just let Him love you?
Its okay, you deserve it.
I know, it doesn’t feel that way.
It feels like we are wayward children
Whose father would not forgive us
Even if we went to him to ask
Because we have done so many bad things
We can’t think of the bad things
Without feeling bad, so we try to hide
Us and them from Him: but don’t.
Really, you can’t, anyway.
If He is real,
And He is, He can see all things, so,
It is futile to hide what is already seen,
Just confess it and let it go.
And, if you were in front of your father now
And he knew all the bad things you did
Would you not go down on your knees in tears
And beg his forgiveness and, if you did…
Wouldn’t he forgive?
It is the same.
God forgives, just tell Him you want it
And why you need it and, it is okay to cry,
Because it hurts but it’s a happy
Hurt the kind of hurt that clears you head
And heart and life from burdens and you
Suddenly feel like you can jump up and run
And laugh, while the tears dry on your cheeks
So, go ahead, and cry and then laugh
Dance and celebrate, for as you are faithful
To confess, He is faithful to forgive,
Both of us, He is, and does, thankfully, Amen.
