Monday, January 12, 2009

Forgiveness

I was doing my devotions the other morning and I came across this awesome Poem. Thought I'd share it with you.

Forgiveness:
Psalm 51:1-4
1 Have Mercy upon me, O God, According to your loving kindness; According to the multitude of Your tender mercies, Blot out my transgressions. 2 Wash me thoroughly from my iniquity, And cleanse me from my sin. 3 For acknowledge my transgressions, And my sin is always before me. 4 Against You, You only, have I sinned, And done this evil in Your sight – That You may be found just when You speak, and blameless when You judge
5 Behold, I was brought forth in iniquity, And in sin my mother conceived me.

While searching for a way to explain God's forgiveness to my children, I found I couldn't improve upon David's metaphor: Divine pardon feels like a thorough cleansing in a warm and wonderful bubble bath.

Set your sophistication aside for a moment....and revel in forgiveness with the heart of a child.

Thanks for listening to me, God;
I need to talk to you.
I know You love Your children,
Lord,
No matter what they do.

And though I try to do my best,
I know I always should --
But I'm not perfect or grown up;
Sometimes I'm not quite good.

Right now my heart is cold
and stained
With dirt and grime and sin.
I need forgiveness bubbles, please,
To make it clean again.

If You was my heart again
And rinse away the stain,
The wicked things I've said
and done
Will go right down the drain!

My heart feels very dirty, God --
Won't You please scrub it bright?
When You forgive me once again,
My heart will be snow white.

Please help me keep my heart clean,
Lord,
And teach me to do right.
Help me keep my heart forever
Shiny penny bright.

But if I happen to mess up
And need another scrub,
I know You won't forget me, God;
Just plop me in Your tub!

Lots of folks don't understand
Forgiveness from above;
They don't know how my heart feels
When it is bathed in love.

When I am sorry, You forgive;
The problem doesn't matter.
When my ugly heart is brand-new clean,
My ugly feelings scatter.

I'm growing up, and as I do,
You'll help me through my troubles.
I won't outgrow my love for You
And your forgiveness bubbles.

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