verse of the day

Friday, 1 April 2022

Empty hands. ( Psalm 130 v 1 )

 There is an old hymn that has these words ,'nothing in my hands I bring,' reminding us that salvation is not about us doing,working or whatever,it is coming to God with empty hands. Those hands are reaching  out to God for His mercy , grace ,and forgiveness,it is a place were pride is vanquished, boasting is silent.We are bowing at the cross of Christ, and the cry of our heart is,'God be merciful to me a sinner'.We come just as we are with a deep sense shame,and lostness ,as  we look at the cross we see the enormity of sin ,for we kneeling in the presence of Him who is holy,our wrong actions, ,thoughts,and motives,are seen for what they are ,sinful, No more excuses ,no more ignoring our past, our sinful blindness and willfulness,we were rebels, we never wanted or cared for God,in our blindness we thought we should ignore God,whom we never took serious . We believed so many wrong things, we made light of things that God said was wrong,we remember so many times we twisted the truth, replacing them with our lies.We went along with the crowd on the broad road ,not realising that the broad road leads to destruction,we never took serious,that there was a place called hell,and if there was a heaven,God who is love will welcome us in ,forgetting that God is holy,and that He will judge  those who lived and died in their sin.So here we are now,bowed down,broken,repenting,begging pleading for forgiveness,and the good news is this Christ died for sinners,and whosoever calls on the name Jesus shall be saved .

                                                   'Out of the fear and dread of the tomb,

                                                    Jesus, I come! Jesus I come!

                                                    Into the Joy and light of thy home,

                                                     Jesus, I come to Thee!

                                                     Out of the depths of ruin untold,

                                                      Into the peace of Thy sheltering fold,

                                                      Ever Thy glorious face to behold,

                                                      Jesus , I come to Thee.'

                                                               Words,W.T. Sleeper.

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