Wednesday, September 19, 2007

Sinner-Dead-To-God-Man

This is a poem-musing-reflection that I wrote for a class.

Sinner-Dead-To-God-Man
As I sit here and ponder-think-see-contemplate my life
Who I am and what that means... I am broken.
Not that the pondering-thinking-seeing-contemplating broke me
But I see, once again, that I am broken.
I truly am a sinner-dead-to-God-man.
And yet…
You love me.
You died for me.
You saved me.
I love you.
And yet…
Who am I? I am nothing. I am broken. Why do you—how could you—love me?
How can I ever be anything to you?
How can I ever be worthy?
I know that I cannot—will not—ever be.
And yet…
You love me.
You died for me.
You saved me.
I love you.
And yet…
I am still only a sinner-dead-to-God-man.


2 comments:

  1. Mike - cool poem. I like it's deep simplicity.

    How as that worship conference? I read about it a while ago and wished I could have gone.

    Mars Hill seems to have the right reasons behind what they do and I really wanted to hear their perspective on worshiping God in song. Maybe they'll post the conference on their web site someday. . .

    Danny

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  2. Thank you. The conference was amazing. They will be posting it online for free. It will be up as soon as they get the editing done.

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