Daily Worship

Indebted to you Lord

January 09, 2014 0 0

1Cor 1: 26-31

Take a good look, friends, at who you were when you got called into this life. I don’t see many of “the brightest and the best” among you, not many influential, not many from high-society families. Isn’t it obvious that God deliberately chose men and women that the culture overlooks and exploits and abuses, chose these “nobodies” to expose the hollow pretensions of the “somebodies”? That makes it quite clear that none of you can get by with blowing your own horn before God. Everything that we have—right thinking and right living, a clean slate and a fresh start—comes from God by way of Jesus Christ. That’s why we have the saying, “If you’re going to blow a horn, blow a trumpet for God.”

Scribbled on a bank bill, words blurted out in haste,
No real balance accounted for as I attempt to run this race;
For which I’m totally ill-equipped my inadequacy impart.
Forever I’m indebted; with grace you withdraw my heart.

Awkwardly I crinkle – my rough edges you have smoothed,
My heart I have invested and you have made it new.
You have not added interest,
No price I have to pay
You give your love so freely and word to guide my way.

So faithfully I’ll follow, expecting to increase: in patience, love and mercy.
Selfishness deceased.

When debtors try to rile me,

Convince me I’m unclean, condemn me and remind me of the hypocrite I’ve been:
My edges you’ll unravel and value you will place,
Upon every wrinkle, tear and weary wound – in worldly sorrow – I retrace.

And in your hand you hold me as I journey through this day
Encouraging me to spend time with you, to listen as I pray.

To open up the bank bill, without fear, regret or pain
The red spilled across the pages is the blood, for me, been slain.
My debt no longer written; a signature instead
Carved with love in hands that paid the price of sin – for me they bled.

My sin no longer visible-in a sea of forgetfulness it drowns
My heart indebted to it’s treasurer- he lived to wear a crown.
And no I don’t deserve my debts to be hidden without trace.
Forever indebted to you my Lord: the miracle of Grace.