Wednesday, September 06, 2006

Stripped of me, covered in You

I have now been stripped of every single thing about myself I ever held to be valuable - every impostor, if you like.

And what's left is shameful. My dreams of being caught half-naked have turned into a reality.

Is this an answer to prayer?
Is this cost of humility?

Even my own righteousness, even that has worn thin.

And God loves me,
and I'm still free.

Sadly, I have only one reason to hold my head up high - but I think perhaps He is the only reason I ought to have.

I really love Jesus. I have absolutely nothing to contribute, nothing by which to be counted worthy, yet I still enjoy all the benefits of His love and His death - freedom and grace and love and forgiveness... and a share in every good thing.

Sorry this post is so intense... I'm not quite sure how to digest it all - I don't quite know how to respond, and I half wonder if it could really be true.