If you see something good in me,
It isn’t me, it is Jesus.
If in me you hear a call to be free,
It isn’t me, it is Jesus.
If in me you see perfect purity.
It isn’t me, it is Jesus.
If in me you see worthiness of honor,
It isn’t me, it is Jesus.
If in me you see your hope of healing,
It isn’t me, it is Jesus.
If in me you hear pure Love calling,
It isn’t me, it is Jesus.
If you see something evil in me,
It isn’t Jesus it is only, me.
If in me you hear a call to bondage,
It isn’t Jesus it is only, me
If in me you see sullied Divinity,
It isn’t Jesus it is only, me
If in me you see worthiness dishonored,
It isn’t Jesus it is only, me.
If by me you received hurtful wounding,
It isn’t Jesus it is only me.
If in me you found a love that left you wanting,
It isn’t Jesus it is only, me.
Please! See all of this exists at once in me!
I am a paradox! I am a human being!
A sinful woman saved by God’s Grace,
Through Spirit led faith, Jesus lives in me!
Divinity with all His Power, Truth, and Purity,
Living in this house built out of muddy clay!
A broken pot, retrieved from the scrap pile,
Lovingly repurposed and put to Father’s use,
So if in me you hear His voice that you recognize?
It isn’t me, I’m only muddy clay. It is Jesus!
The only One who can satisfy all of your longing.
joyindestructible 
beautiful!!
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It isn’t me…it is Jesus!:0) God bless.
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yes indeed!! blessings to you Pam!!
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Thank you.:0)
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😀 ❤
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Amen.
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Hi Rob. Thanks for reading. God bless.
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A broken pot, retrieved from the scrap pile, Lovingly repurposed and put to Father’s use…I love it! That fits me well seeing as my wife calls me a crack pot all the time
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I don’t often get called a cracked pot but that’s just because my Father does such good work.:0) I’m very thankful that He retrieved me and refashioned me as a vessel of His Mercy. If He can have mercy on me, He can have mercy on anyone.:0) Your wife knows you best and knows where those old sealed cracks are but the rest of us pots don’t notice the patch job at all! You’re just like the rest of us.:0)
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Very Christ centered poem! I look back in my walk with God, wondered why there were times I’ve struggled so much with certain abetting sin and I’m convinced one reason was to realize in the end that when I’m sanctified, it’s really not my work but I know surely it is Him!
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Yes. It isn’t about being God. It’s about accepting what we are, recognizing our need for God and relying on Him. It’s not about us at all, it’s all about Him. In this life, we are children struggling to learn godly behavior someday, we’ll grow up and being fully trained, bear the likeness of Jesus.
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love this one!
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Thank you, Julie.:0)
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