The picture of a lonely man

I have been crucified with Christ and I no longer live, but Christ lives in me. The life I now live in the body, I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave himself for me.Galatians 2:20 (NIV)

When we’re young we’re full of vim and vigor. We think we can do anything. Then, as we get older we find out that we can’t do life very well in our own wisdom. As Christians, we learn about the need to die to our own way of living so that Christ can be our life.

I am either my own life-source or the Spirit of God is my life-source.  I can’t have it both ways.

Hope you enjoy this poem about trying to live a “good life” in our own power and the need to die to self to live as Christ. 

The Picture of a Lonely Man

The picture of a lonely man

Trying to live as best he can

With all the wisdom he can bring

To help him reach the golden ring

But we bear sins’ painful curse

Our guilt and toil then makes it worse

We strain and work for life each today

We strive for light beyond the gray

Pain and tears consume my bed

Work no longer moves this dread

Do your best and make a list

Complete your tasks so none are missed!

Tis awful hard to live this way

Where empty feelings tend to stay

And follow close at every turn

As I tumble in life’s churn

Yet Calvary is my daily place

Where sin dissolves without a trace 

Where I can bring my troubled flesh

Where I am freed from this world’s mesh

I must die anew each day

Take up my cross along the way

To live the life He’s meant for me

And only then be truly free 

For when I die He comes to reign

And makes me pure, no longer stained

Live through me oh holy One

Help me die and freely run. 

WGS 3.31.22

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