Filthy and hope ...

Mark 10:18 

18 Jesus said to him, “Why do you call me good?

No one is good except God alone.

 

If it was not for Grace and Jesus, the Christ …

 

 

Muddy tracks in the Holy Place looks like my footprints

I don’t know where I came from in my everyday life

Messing up the purity of God’s giving opportunities

Leaving peace behind me in everlasting strife

 

Can I deal with God in a One to one relation?

What is my dilemma in this temporal trap?

Can I find someone who can represent me?

And deliver me from self and my unending crap?

 

Thank you My Lord ... Jesus ...

 

Jan Wienen

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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