I am convicted, even un-done, that I have so little to give to the God Who saves me.
What could I do that might rise as incense before His throne?
What could I say that might please His ears and set His heart to smile?
What might I make with my hands that He might find recompense for His own blood?
In my poverty, I have but to give until all has been given, to the full measure of devotion and beyond if such might be His divine permissions in the life that is to come.
In His Light, I have found my depravity; in His peace, I have found still waters; in His grace, I have found the pathway to Life.
Modern swells of pride and ingenuity find no fellowship with my soul and empty my cup, but the ancient movement to share in the fellowship of His sufferings in the spreading of His Gospel; to this my soul is drawn beyond explanation except that I can ride no other trail in the light of His fellowship.
I shall never fulfill to live so long as to repay His grace; and such is an unreachable goal. But to serve, and in serving, to somehow make Him smile Who has purchased me from depravity and death, Who has stayed me despite my failings; this my path, my lot, my happy sacrifice to Him shall be if God in His providence and kindness might grant it so to be.
For Christ! For His Kingdom! For His Glory!
Pastor John
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