James 1:5 

5 If any of you lacks wisdom, let him ask of God, who gives to all liberally and without reproach, and it will be given to him.

 

1 Corinthians 1:17 

17 For Christ did not send me to baptize, but to preach the gospel, not with wisdom of words, lest the cross of Christ should be made of no effect.

 

Reckon

 

I am not expected to understand it all

But to know little to nothing does not feel right

I am so infected by sin since the “Fall”

That I am too brittle to stand up and fight

 

Having little power and standing all alone

No weapons in my hand to scare the enemy

A simple faded flower dried up to the bone

In this desert land filled with agony

 

Lady Luck left long ago there’s nowhere left to turn

Destiny grabs my throat so I can hardly breathe

Being left to be to the desire that burns

In my selfish overload called ever-growing greed

 

There is a time of reckoning – a time to pay the price

There is no escape for lawyer, thief and me

No more way of reasoning about sugar and spice

All that‘s out of date as judgment now is here

 

Holiness burns now my flesh to a crisp

My spirit will be next to smolder in forever

How can I somehow escape from all this

Why am I so vexed? Why was I so clever?

 

“Come here my child” well done

I wish I could remember the time

My love is running wild for Father and Son

As I feel the kiss and love that seems now mine

 

“Every knee shall bow and every tongue confess”

“that Jesus is Lord” my Master of it All

He smiles at me now while showing me His Best

As in one accord, He and His Father call

 

Jan Wienen