GOING DUTCH WITH GOD
Copyright 1996, 2006, 2007 Beth Ann Fiedler 3/64. All Rights Reserved.
There was a time when I thought I could earn the way
by human efforts and diligence and prayers I’d sometimes pray.
Then I spoke in righteousness all on your behalf.
I figure I pretty much knew it all so go ahead, drop your staff.
Then I slipped and fell and knew not what I’d done.
I thought, ‘What’s up, haven’t I my salvation won?”
“Child”, He spoke so quietly that I could hardly hear.
“Come up with me and I will wash away you tears”.
To eat of His table was a grand delight.
How filled and satisfied I was with everything just right.
The bill now due, I wanted to pay my share.
He said, “My child, don’t you see what I have done here?”
And all the time I sat amazed at his wondrous grace.
His Son, at His side, wondering if I could see His face.
So we laughed and spoke all of wondrous things.
Then we cried and sobbed through the sadness that life on earth can bring.
Finally, I put away my shabby pocketbook and looked upon the Son.
I slowly realized that He hath my salvation won.
The price He paid in heaven’s establishment we cannot afford.
I have learned we can not “go Dutch’ with the one and only Lord.