Recent blogosphere conversations with William Petruzzo (see http://petruzzo.wordpress.com/2007/11/25/sins-utmost-for-my-lowest/) have resurrected my thoughts concerning sanctification. As many time as I attempt to articulate my point-of-view, I fail. Well, here I go again. This time, using a bit of rhyme, is beyond any doubt my clearest description yet. If it confuses you, perhaps you can take heart that you have been spared my prior lesser attempts.
BTW, I find it helps to recall the Dr Seuss classic, Green Eggs and Ham prior to reading this.
Jesus is my Garbage Man
by ric booth
When I look into this sin I swim, I reason it is I who must
rid this sin from deep within.
After all it was I who put this sin down in…
or did I put myself within
this flotsam bog of sin I find me in?
I ponder ways that my methods might
lift my sin from deep within.
I begin to dig and dig and dig
to fling out sin
from this bog I find me in.
I pause my works. I wipe my brow…
I smile there imagining how
Christ I am!
My pride it glows and glows and grows
within to more than fill my den of sin.
Shovel faster than anyone can
to cleanse the sin of prideful man.
Yet as I dig and fling and flee
I see my eyes are locked on…
Where is the One who came to win
this wretched stinking soul of sin?
Nowhere in sight as I fight this losing battle with sin within.
Oh heart of passion and love for Him… traded in for worthless tin.
I realize now sins not my problem!
I can fight but sin will win.
Lift my eyes from my sin within to fill my spirit with more of Him.
I cannot fix my sin filled heart while He and I grow far apart.
I cannot win this on my own. My pride again has cut to bone.
It is not that I need to rid
my sin so much as I
He gladly comes clean me out, this heart of stench with mildewed grout.
But I must move my thoughts from cleansing sin
Instead my eyes must take in Him
and as His spirit grows deep within
there will be little room for sin.