One day I looked at myself,
At the self that Christ can see;
I saw the person I am today
And the one I ought to be.
I saw how little I really pray,
How little I really do;
I saw the influence of my life—
How little of it was true!
I saw the bundle of faults and fears
I ought to lay on the shelf;
I had given a little bit to God,
But I hadn’t given myself.
I came from seeing myself,
With the mind made up to be
The sort of person that Christ can use
With a heart He may always see.
Wow - what an insightful poem. It's especially insightful when we apply it to our own "insides".
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing!
Cathy