Wednesday, March 23, 2011

Reflecting on Stained Glass Masquerade

You say, "Come, weary one"
but I plug my ears and silence Your voice.

You say, "I love you unto forever"
but I avert my eyes from seeing Your truth and grab hold of ethereal, biting lies.

You offer me sufficient grace and mercy anew
but I choose to drag around damning condemnation.

O stubborn, wretched heart and mind, rest in this moment,
simply abide in the truth of the eternal Father, and accept his forgiving love.

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