Sitting at the Table

 

First I thought You were far away

A Phantom Being that made me pray

Then I felt Your Holy Spirit

And how You’re so compassionate

 

A presence I long to be near

Your love for me is so sincere

I want to know You’re pleased with me

And to know You’re trustworthy

 

And I am someone independent

Trying to be self-sufficient

Hostile if others don’t like me

But You’re changing that recently

 

You see me as Your precious child

Looking at me with a smile

With tears of joy in Your eyes

I am someone You highly prize


 Yet I am not that confident

I am also impatient

I struggle with my own self-doubt

My faith needs to be hammered out

 

I try to do things on my own

Increase my own dominion

When You are the master of all

You established the protocol

 

Urging me to sit at Your table

With Father, Son, Spirit as equals

Fully God and fully man

Submitting to the holy plan

 

To cleanse us from the curse of sin

You gave us Your Spirit within

But I feel so unworthy

Unfit to accept such glory

 

Because I lack obedience

I feel I don’t have the clearance

I am way too insecure

To accept the seat that You offered


A good child would be submissive

And that thought held me captive

Made me weak and so passive

Made the seat unattractive

 

How could I conceivably

Sit with the Holy Trinity?

My sins are just way too ugly

That was my identity

 

Yet You are the God of Love

And see me as most worthy of

Your divine admiration

I am Your beloved creation

 

Jesus died to make me Yours

Someone You highly adore

And the seat is always free

As it is meant only for me

 

I just need to accept my place

Accept Your eternal grace

You have chosen me as Your own

An inheritor of Your throne

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