Undeserved Grace
Sometimes I think about the way
I treated You before;
How I recoiled from Your touch
And searched for something more.
I turned my gaze to help avoid,
Seeing kindness in Your eyes,
And the hurt that I implanted there
By my refusal to recognize
The depth of Your affection
And Your mercy and Your grace,
The perfect plans You had for us,
And the door slammed in Your face.
I don’t know why You didn’t go
And leave me here alone,
Reaping the harvest I deserved
From all the seeds I’d sewn.
But You never left me by myself,
You stayed close all the while;
Painfully, just watching me,
Longing to reconcile.
Until the day my world collapsed
And I bore all that I could stand,
I turned around and saw You there
Still reaching out Your hand.
Sheepishly, embarrassed,
Shameful, filled with fear,
I asked You, “If You’re still willing,
Would You consider drawing near?”
Without a moment’s hesitation,
Your arms enveloped me.
You washed my head in oil
And You set my spirit free.
The sweetness of Your presence,
The intensity of Your love,
How I long for stolen moments
With my Father, up above.
No longer do I run from You
Or on myself depend.
Nevermore resist the touch
Of my Savior, Love, and Friend.
