The roles and the real

I remember the high school chemistry lab

we were given an unknown substance

we were to find out what it was.

 

we had to heat it somtimes

to see at what point it would boil or melt

 

we added acid to it to see if it gave off

a bad smelling gas

 

we put it in water to see if

it would disolve

 

on trial

the evidence

is being examined

 

Pretense is thinking that I can be good

I must get up every day knowing

that no goodness can originate

from me

 

if any goodness is found I must quickly

point to the source...it can never come

from me only through me

from God

 

EVERY GOOD...comes from HIM

to think otherwise is to become proud

and it is this pride that is ALL SIN

 

The real is established by testing (TRIAL)

Jesus said I cannot be His disciple unless

I give up everything….but I did that last year !!

Daily, no... minutely, I must relinquish  

 

In simple trust like those who heard

Beside the crystal sea

The gracious calling of our Lord

Let us like them without a word

Rise up and follow Thee

 

So who do men say I am?

What is my identity?

What have they proven me to be?

Is that reality?

 

I can never find comfort in a better

Knowledge of myself….what you see

Is what you get !! ugly !!!

 

Like the apostle I must know HIM

My identity becomes secondary…

Looking to HIM

at HIM

I will become

Transformed

 

AMEN