Hanging On the Thread Of Grace

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I have people who admire me 

Who would be satisfied to be like me

I have people who respect what they have been permitted to see in me

I thank God He has granted only that which they can deal with

No one can deal with my failures and drawbacks except God.

I also know the good things that I have done

I have traversed the world with missions of mercy

I have been a philanthropist at my acceptable capacity

I have generously allowed my penmanship to bless even people I will never meet

And it is comforting to think about these precious jewels.

But what about the other side of the coin?

What about the things am glad you have not been permitted to know?

Those things which can make you declare the so-called pious as a bunch of pretenders?

Those things that you and I do not want to meet again, especially as we ponder on the thought

“The judgement was set, and the books were open!”

We have been nice people 

We have been great examples 

Yet, in equal or sometimes in a far greater measure 

We have gone back to the system we were born and raised in

Raised in rebellion, sharpen in iniquity, and thought of ourselves as more righteous than the Almighty

I’m glad I have been a nice man

But I am glad God has been gracious to iron my mess with His goodness and mercy, which is constantly pursuing me

I can only sing ‘The Song for Sinners’

I am hanging on the thread of grace.