Poetic (#23)

From guest writer M.S.Lowndes, this is a poem about failing to be more like Jesus.

 

 

I Fall Short  

 

 

It’s really hard for me to express,
For so long it’s been concealed,
But I really need to confess to you
Exactly how I feel
 
When I think of what I lack
In becoming more Christ-like
And think of the person I should be,
It can tear me up inside
 

I often wonder if I’d ever be

What you desire, O Lord,
When I compare myself to you,
There’s no doubt — I fall short
 

It seems so overwhelming, Lord,

With many things to overcome,
Just to have your godly qualities
And the victory of your Son
 

It often seems beyond me, Lord,

And I fail every day,
It hurts so much when I fall short
And stumble along the way
 
Hear my heart crying out to you,
O Lord, please lift me up
Give me strength to carry on
When I have had enough
 

Fill me with your Holy Spirit

Afresh today, my Lord,
Guide me, teach me, and equip me
For what you’ve called me for
 
I pray that even in my weakness,
I’ll be of use to you,
So others will see you in my life
And want to know you too
 
It’s at these times, I need you more
When I feel I cannot face
Another day where I fail you,
O Lord, I need your grace.
 

© By M.S.Lowndes

 

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