Sunday, June 10, 2012

be holy

be holy

it ties my stomach in knots
as I recall the times I have
misrepresented Him

in my efforts to defend myself
I found myself the attacker
and saw glimpses of my foe in the mirror

in the guise of showing mercy
I have kept my mouth shut
when it should have shouted out painful but necessary truths

in my perpetual mess He still calls me
He still tells me, "be holy,
you are loved. you are chosen.
be holy."

He does not show me my evaluation
nor hand me another checklist
instead I receive an engraved invitation

and with tears of sorrow and joy,
relief and release, I accept

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