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Perfection would be nice But Perfect I am not I OFTEN make bad decisions Even when I have Good Intentions If I measured myself next to you Would you say that I'm bad? But since I measure myself next to God I've quite aware of the mistakes that I've had But I'm not covered in "mistakes," I'm covered in His Grace So when you ask me about my "sins," I already know they've been washed away Take it easy there Why do we condemn others, puff up our chest Do we forget that we've all made a mess? *** Check. Drunk you bet Lied? Why yes. You have a list? What's next? I've never tried to hide that I'm a mess And even in my worst days, I'm still incredibly blessed Isn't it so easy to measure the "sin" of those who show it so well But the ones covered in pride, greed, envy, deceit (etc) are those you can't tell Shall we judge those that sin differently than me and you Or let He or She cast the first stone if making no mistakes is what you do I've wrestled with bitterness from the pain that needed my validation But what can a hard heart fix, but admit it needs help, crying out in desperation If my sins are forgiven, past, present and future Why am I still so slow to repent? Maybe my "spiritual walk," has made me this content Maybe this spiritual walk has made me rather distant Am I searching for God Or just not listening Meaning, sometimes I can be overly consumed with rules Like I'm not doing it right When God says its simple Just move to the light I'm free so if I feel locked in chains What will remain? A Slave to my man-made traditions instead of committed to God And even in trying to do the "right things," I still make mistakes But I'm not covered in Mistakes I'm covered in Grace See Perfection would be nice But perfect I am not I often make bad decisions Even when I have good intentions Traded in my contacts To see God's vision Because, I live in my flesh Every battle comes with a new test Some I win, some don't end And I've been hit with the curse called, "I'm Human." C.2014 Lady Ju
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May 17, 2014
May 17, 2014 at 7:51 PM UTC
I'm Human
Perfection would be nice But Perfect I am not I OFTEN make bad decisions Even when I have Good Intentions If I measured myself next to you Would you say that I'm bad? But since I measure myself next to God I've quite aware of the mistakes that I've had But I'm not covered in "mistakes," I'm covered in His Grace So when you ask me about my "sins," I already know they've been washed away Take it easy there Why do we condemn others, puff up our chest Do we forget that we've all made a mess? *** Check. Drunk you bet Lied? Why yes. You have a list? What's next? I've never tried to hide that I'm a mess And even in my worst days, I'm still incredibly blessed Isn't it so easy to measure the "sin" of those who show it so well But the ones covered in pride, greed, envy, deceit (etc) are those you can't tell Shall we judge those that sin differently than me and you Or let He or She cast the first stone if making no mistakes is what you do I've wrestled with bitterness from the pain that needed my validation But what can a hard heart fix, but admit it needs help, crying out in desperation If my sins are forgiven, past, present and future Why am I still so slow to repent? Maybe my "spiritual walk," has made me this content Maybe this spiritual walk has made me rather distant Am I searching for God Or just not listening Meaning, sometimes I can be overly consumed with rules Like I'm not doing it right When God says its simple Just move to the light I'm free so if I feel locked in chains What will remain? A Slave to my man-made traditions instead of committed to God And even in trying to do the "right things," I still make mistakes But I'm not covered in Mistakes I'm covered in Grace See Perfection would be nice But perfect I am not I often make bad decisions Even when I have good intentions Traded in my contacts To see God's vision Because, I live in my flesh Every battle comes with a new test Some I win, some don't end And I've been hit with the curse called, "I'm Human." C.2014 Lady Ju
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May 17, 2014
May 17, 2014 at 7:51 PM UTC
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