Thursday, February 16, 2012

Taipeinos.

Faithful. Faithless. Wax and Wane.
As I am, in my flesh, inexcusable sin.
Daily falling, frail, fierce.
Nothing in me, recognizable
as that meek, kind, powerful,
Savior.
The one who freely floods this
Undeserving, wandering heart with grace.
The paradox of this love:
as another day I have failed,
Yet I am
Saved.