Ruts

May 21, 2018

 

Romans 7:24

O wretched man that I am! who shall deliver me from the body of this death?

 

Ruts

 

Ruts are those ditches along life’s road;

Graves with the two ends knocked out,

Where we often find our travels and abode.

Habits, ways of living, thinking, fear and doubt.

 

Their walls are slimy, slippery and steep.

When we seek to climb out we slip back in again.

There we have become dull and have fallen asleep,

There we find life slipping away in discord and sin.

 

We hate when see ourselves stuck in this rut,

We hate areas of our lives and what we’ve come to be,

We hate when we seek release we find the door shut.

The destroyer pursues us as we long to be free.

 

Lord Jesus, You are the only way out.

The law of Life set me free from the law of sin and death,

Lord, take my hand and hear my desperate shout,

If I find not deliverance in You, where else can I find my rest?

 

You, oh Lord must be the answer for me.

You must be the rock beneath my path,

You must be the power that can set me free.

You must lift me out of this rut of my past.

 

You, oh Lord must make firm my ways,

Transform my life from this polluted haze,

Change my thinking and order my days,

Upon You I hope and set my gaze.

 

Kent Stuck

Blessings!

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