My Lord God,
I gave You my life
put my faith into Your hands
and what has become of it?
You put it in the furnace
You put it in the vice
and now it is crushed beyond
I'm sorry it was not real faith
...sorry it could not stand the test
All that remains,
an insignificant fleck,
a pitiable piece of gravel
only a fraction of its former size
bearing no resemblance to
the lump I first gave to You.
- a cold, hard rock,
is that all my heart is, now?
so hard that I cannot even scratch it...
... I kept that rock
and discovered what He had done.
which I first offered to my Lord
- all I had to give -
even though it wasn't what it should be;
He took it,
and changed it;
and cut it
used abrasives on it
until it began to
with a light I could never produce...
-the only way I could offer Him
If you died today, are you absolutely certain that you would go to heaven? You can be! TRUST JESUS NOW
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