Tears are the materials from which God weaves the brightest rainbows.Max Lucado
Jan. 9, 2007
When Jesus Looks... 
Posted By 4evrHischild in PoetryPosted in Poetry
When Jesus looks upon my life, What picture does He see?
Does He see His own reflection,
Or does He just see me?
Does He see His likeness,
The product of His hand.
Or just another Christian,
Who never took a stand?
Does He see a child of God,
A child that He set free?
Living life to honor Him,
Or does He just see me?
What about the other folks,
I meet along the way.
Do I show them Jesus,
To brighten up their day?
When someone looks into my eyes,
Can they truly see,
That calm and gentle peace of God,
That dwells inside of me?
When I reach out and shake a hand,
Is He right there in my grip?
Can they feel that strength from God,
That steadies when I slip?
When folks are in my presence,
Do they know His Spirit's there?
Can they see that He's the one,
Who guides me everywhere?
When other people thing of me,
What is on their mind?
Do they think of Jesus Christ,
So gentle and so kind?
I try to be like Jesus,
Every single day.
Spreading love and kindness,
All along the way.
I'm afraid that I have failed,
I could not pass the test.
Deep inside my heart I know,
I haven't done my best.
I have had to fight my flesh,
Since the day that I was born.
It's always causing trouble,
And being such a thorn.
That's why His Spirit dwells in me,
He's helping me to learn.
In every situation,
Where I need to turn.
He knew I'd never pass the test,
That's why he took my place.
He gave His life to save my soul,
He suffered my disgrace.
Now I try to be like Him,
I must present Him well.
So other folks will want His gift,
And turn their backs on hell.
Other folks should see the joy,
That Christ has given me.
They should want to have it too,
Especially since it's free.
They should begin to ask me,
What is it I must do.
Just how it is they go about,
Getting Jesus too.
Then I get to tell them,
This wondrous gift is free.
It only takes a humble hear,
A prayer on bended knee.
Someday when I'm face to face,
With the Lord who set me free,
Will He see His own reflection,
Or will He just see me?
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Jan. 10, 2007 - Thanks for visiting!
Yes, as I went through your recent posts, I recognized Sheldon in the Christmas Pageant photo. My son Micah also recognized him. All three of my boys were up there in Presque Isle while I was a "Driver" in Machias. I sure missed them all and at least wished I had brought 10 year old Anna with me!
I'll stop in again later after I get back from 4 days away for anniversary #22!
Jan. 11, 2007 - Wow....
 Posted by Biblekid2 Beautiful Poem! Sorry I haven't kept in touch, but I have some exciting news on my blog, so come check it out!!
God Bless! - Christopher (Biblekid2) =)
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