Blindsided
Caught off guard. And not for the first time.
So scandalous. So I thought.
But here in the shadow your Light casts upon me
it doesn’t seem so
Overwhelming.
Blindsided by my own heart.
So full
of rules & laws
I can’t make out the
Grace
that’s standing right before me.
What a Pharisee I’ve been. I still am.
What can wash me white as snow?
Nothing but the blood that dripped from the nails
that pierced your hands.
The same hands that ache to hold me
in my brokenness.
My regrets, my sins, my failures.
Nothing but the blood of Jesus.
The only scandal that remains
Seems to be
the waywardness in me.
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