The Son
Any freedom I walk in is because of God’s grace.
It is not anything I have done except lean into Him and make Him my life….my essence!
The letter of the law nearly strangled me to death; my paltry obedience was never enough.
I was suffocating under its weight.
I was broken beyond repair……except for the CROSS!
He stepped down from the glory and came to save me; He left to come and find me.
He became my darkness; He took what was mine and gave me His.
He is my morning! He is my new beginning; He is my dawn.
And now I share in the brightness of His love and His power has reached me.
No longer forsaken, but received.
No longer a beggar, but a daughter.
It is out of my brokenness that He comes and shines through.
And now He says that I am altogether lovely
No stain or blemish found within.
I am forgiven. I am cleansed. His mercies are new.
They have kissed with truth – righteous has sprung forth.
Good morning beautiful you, you are worth waking for!
A song of thanksgiving to my Beloved- L. Roitsch
