Perfect Imperfections

How long till I awake in your likeness, how long till I become like you?
For if I say I was guiltless, my mouth will condemn me
If I say I was blameless, it would pronounce me guilty as charged
Forgive me of all my trespasses, as I forgive the imperfections of those around me
For when perfection comes which is only in Him, the imperfect disappears
I totally have no fear because He is with me always even in my despair

And in my fault and weakness, I live through each passing day
Knowing that through Him and Him alone He will always show me the way
As I do not have to carry around my guilt like an overloaded backpack
Being bold to receive Him, sets me free of all my sins and shame
I do not stand condemned, I am free from the law of sin and death

Upon the cross, He took it all, my past, present, and future wrong
For there is not a just man on earth, who does good and does not sin – Not one!
Why then do you envelope yourself in past faults rather than cling on to hope
I never saw myself as one who never did wrong, for we were all DNA-enabled in sin
Na follow come! ‘It’s in you’ just like Peak Milk says, don’t get it twisted

But now being engaged with the Good News of a Light brighter than the sun and its halo
The news of the One that dropped Paul from his charging horse, with him wailing – hallowed be thy name, Lord!
Because of this Good News, I’m now one who is enabled to repent, pick up myself and begin over again after each stumble
The reason I have to breathe in His forgiveness and love Him daily as I live
For He is the breath of life, the fresh air, and fragrance that renews me

Forgiveness for you and I, was a gift that cost Him his life
While we were yet sinners, He died
Don’t make or take this sacrifice for granted
Receive this precious gift I bring you, a gift that comes with no price
Other than your heart given to Him in total surrender

His love for me having accepted Him, makes Him forgive me over and over again
As I fall on my face in His presence, in humility and total submission laying it all bare and confessing it all, my deep and darkest regrets
Ask King David, he will tell you more
A God-chosen king that did wrong and even did ‘bad wrong‘, if you know what I mean?
Yet God’s love and forgiveness for him was deeper than imagined

He was a man after God’s heart, he repented, he prayed, and worshiped God
Oh you think this is Poetry or Spoken Word that I am doing, till you pick up the Psalms
From chapter 1 to 150 he did with musical instrumentation sending sweet smelling fragrance to God’s Throne
This David did till his dying day and God never failed to show up always
While I’m still at my thirty-something written piece of the much He wants to say through me

Why then do you cry over spilled milk? Why do you suffer from ‘habitual guilt syndrome’?
He has done it all on the Cross, no need to run back into the stains of the past
You can’t make up for your wrong, all you need do is just run along, singing a new song
For you are not perfect and it is only through Him that you can be made whole again
Daily you’re filled with cracks like the palm of your hands
Only the Potter can put you back together, so why bother trying by yourself?

Run back to the Maker for a default reset and get the factory settings restored
In open arms and warm embrace will He receive you, and take you as you are
Christ the perfect one and you the imperfect, when He is in you, your story becomes perfectly imperfect
Making you an heir in His kingdom, what a privilege to a great inheritance
Do you not know that neither you nor I are worthy of His kingdom based on our past life?

Were we not all conceived in sin and brought forth in iniquity?
But we were washed, sanctified and justified in the name of the Lord Jesus Christ and by the Spirit of our God
It gives me utmost joy to say that in the reflections of my imperfections, I see the perfection of Christ in me, I say that again
In the reflections of my imperfections, I see the perfection of Christ in Me

Enowithdh