I wrote this poem a couple of days ago. It has been a long time since I have taken the time to express myself this way. These are sins I struggle with it, and may it be understood that these are not the only ones, but the biggest ones at the moment. There are many of our past brothers and sisters who have insisted that the Christian ought to be preaching the Gospel to themselves. And this is what this poem is about. The salvation of a believer is a mysterious and beautiful thing that we should never tire of. It should shake our very core that God chose to save us and lead us into a gladness unheard of. I hope this poem encourages you and reminds you that when in any doubt regarding your faith, always go back to Gospel and the miracle of our salvation. Blessings.
There are days when I am too busy to open up and read Your word.
When I don’t want to hear from you because it all seems absurd.
I become haughty, full of myself and full of pride;
Forgetting of my Savior of who for me He died.
When I lose my way like this, Oh Lord, let there be no hesitation;
May I remember, always remember Your meritless salvation.
There are moments when my familiar sin has lead me into darkness.
The temporary pleasure I seemed to have wanted keeps me in a harness.
I then hate myself for my weakness and for my lack of volition.
I want to hide and let no one see my disgraceful condition.
When I am hidden because of the shame of my instant gratification;
May I remember, always remember, the grace of Your salvation.
Some days I am tired and the sadness overtakes my mind.
I think of better days, of how things used to be, of what I’ve left behind.
I seem to have forgotten how to laugh and the tears never stop to flow.
I feel so all alone, and it seems that no one cares or even knows.
When everywhere is better except for where I am in my habitation;
May I remember, always remember the joy of Your salvation.
There are times when I feel so lost and it feels I have lost my way.
Am I even saved, how could You want me, have I been lead astray?
The desire to pray, the desire to serve, and even the desire to worship is distant.
I worry about Your anger, am full of despair and the fear of Your fury is constant.
When I am afraid of Your wrath and all I seem to see is my own contamination,
May I remember, always remember the peace of Your salvation.
For You ask me to remember, always remember the things that You have done;
For only those things are worthy and were fulfilled in Your Son.
May I never forget that You saved a wretch like me.
That I did nothing for my salvation and was for a long time Your enemy.
I do not know why You redeemed me, I may never comprehend
That You sought me and have promised to preserve me until the very end.
May I remember, always remember the miracle of Your salvation
Even when the enemy bombards me with his manipulation.
For he is the father of lies and You are the Truth and the Light;
Give me strength to remember those things and continue the fight.
I will be crushed and bruised, but I will never be broken.
This is all true, for Your word of this has spoken.
That You will sustain me and nothing can snatch me from the palm of Your hand,
And not one will You lose to hell, this I have to understand.
“I am saved, I am saved, I am saved” may this be my anthem and song!
May I remember this when I have done so much wrong.
So, when I am prone to wander, or in any other ugly situation
May remember, always remember the beauty of Your salvation.
Written by Anna Tobey