Poetry

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In whom we have redemption through his blood, the forgiveness of sins, according to the riches of his grace;
(Eph 1:7 KJV)

Small are the individual sins of man.
Small, like drops of rain.
Though they are small,
each one hits my heart
and I can chose which to carry in my pail.

Big are the sins that Jesus has taken.
Big like a series of typhoons.
Though they are big, he holds not grudge
to those who agree to His Kingdom.

I bring my small pail to him
along with the rest of his kids.
The words and the actions
of my sins and of my sisters & brothers;
the lost and the hurting;
I dump in his pool of forgiveness.

Emie Slate
© 2005

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