Articles In This Series:
- Paul
- Being and Calling
- The Gospel of God
- The Holy Scriptures
- A Long Waiting
- True Beyond Measure
- Gospel Borders
- A Power Not Our Own
- A Communion of Saints
- Rooted
- Trees Walking
- A Debtor
- Unashamed of the Gospel
- Righteousness Comes from God
- Comes the Mystery
- A Stirring of Wonder
- A Deepening Dark
- Life His Love Has Made
- Learning Him – Living Him
- Love’s Resonance
- A Story Without Corners
- Sometimes We Breathe Unheeding
- Things Are as They Are
- That Day
- That Unblinking Eye
- Beware the Leaven
- The Oracles of God
- The Faithfulness of God
- Our Redeemer Lives!
- Under Sin
- That Every Mouth May be Stopped
- But Now …
- In Christ Alone
- Glorious Grace
- The Mercy Seat
- Perspective
- Through Faith
- No Boasting
- No Distinctions
- The Stranger
- Famine
- Abundance
- Living for the Long Haul
- Count the Stars
- A One-Sided Covenant
- The Offspring of Human Initiative
- Keeping Covenant
- Rumors of Angels
- Pure Gift
- The Accounting
- True Faith
- Being Justified … We Have …
- The Press
- Love Beyond Degree
- Reasoning From Faith
- Through One Man
- A New Life and a New Land
- Learning to Love on Our Knees
- Made to Grow Together
- The Vine Life
- The Power of Obedience
- Living Into Being
- Sin Can’t Tell You How to Live
October 19, 2008
Taken From: Romans 3:1-8
Illustration by Grace Ellen Schiel
Salvation without money, without price
a story we might read and not know
hold in uncertainty
his unfathomed purpose
When we have begun to believe
the grip of doubt tightens
questions walk beside all that is said
waiting their turn to speak
Summoned into understanding
it seems a frail trust we have
our hearts pulse; we tremble
at the comprehension
In moments of absolute sureness
we sit patiently
doing nothing but be
story too big for our body
We see the one who sees us
that great single eye holding us
steadfast as we move by
singing hymns of pure being
to the faithfulness of God.
a story we might read and not know
hold in uncertainty
his unfathomed purpose
When we have begun to believe
the grip of doubt tightens
questions walk beside all that is said
waiting their turn to speak
Summoned into understanding
it seems a frail trust we have
our hearts pulse; we tremble
at the comprehension
In moments of absolute sureness
we sit patiently
doing nothing but be
story too big for our body
We see the one who sees us
that great single eye holding us
steadfast as we move by
singing hymns of pure being
to the faithfulness of God.
DAS
