Sinning Saint On Sinking Sand

A sinning-saint, that’s what I am!

(Talk about your oxymoron!)

I accuse myself God:

of failure
of fainting
of fatigue so deep…

(Are these excuses or accusations?)

Why do I do it God?

Why do I choose the thing I don’t want?

The words I wish I hadn’t said… the deeds so petty… so unkind?

If “saint” I be (and this I know) for Your own word declares it true…

Then why this “un-saintly” behavior?

I do not understand myself.

I let You down, and others, too.

I do things even I can’t stand, and think, and say…

(Well, God… you know.)

I’ve no excuse.

(I give You none.)

It’s for my failures that You died.

All I can do; all I can say; is hushed in shadow of Your cross.

I bow my head in shame’s disgrace, and wait for cross’ crimson tide, to sweep away sin’s heavy load.

Oh God… I thank You for this gift!

(You truly are my only hope.)

My hope is built on nothing less; than Jesus blood and righteousness

I dare not trust the sweetest frame; but wholly lean on Jesus name

On Christ the solid rock I stand; all other ground is sinking sand

All other ground is sinking sand

The DREAM-MAKER’S Promise:

“It seems to be a fact of life that when I want to do what is right, I inevitably do what is wrong. I love to do God’s will so far as my new nature is concerned; but there is something else deep within me, in my lower nature, that is at war with my mind and wins the fight and makes me a slave to the sin that is still within me. In my mind I want to be God’s willing servant, but instead I find myself still enslaved to sin.

So you see how it is: my new life tells me to do right, but the old nature that is still inside me loves to sin. Oh, what a terrible predicament I’m in! Who will free me from my slavery to this deadly lower nature? Thank God! It has been done by Jesus Christ our Lord. He has set me free.” Romans 7:21-25 The Living Bible