As I behold the fullness of God,
I feel a void in me..
As I behold the perfection of God,
I see my own imperfection
As I behold the ‘poverty in spirit’ in Jesus
I see my horrid pride
As I behold the goodness of God
I see my evil conscience
As I behold the riches of God
I see the spiritual poverty in me
As I behold the sweetness of God
I see the bitterness looming in my heart
As I gaze into the holiness of God
I see the corrupt adamic nature in me
As I meditate on the cross borne for me
I stand amazed at a love so real
Looking into His every godly nature
Makes me to examine the ‘self’ in me
Though perfection is an impossibility on earth
“Pressing onto perfection”, with Him, is a real possibility.
Sarah Susannah