Another Poem Post.

        Found this going through some of my old poetry files, I rather like it, and I wonder why I didn't post it before?  I hate to trumpet my own work but sometimes what I write hits me especially...maybe it's God using my own words to remind me of something I've forgotten, anyway, here it is.

Wanting What You Want

I want to be a quiet man,

Whose life does not cause shame,

Whose name is blessed,

When at it's best,

Is lost in Jesus name.

I want to be a holy man,

Far separate from the earth.

No longer stained nor feeling strain,

Freed by a second birth.

I want to be a righteous man,

Though it's often hard to be,

Each day corrected,

Not yet perfected,

God's love transforming me.

I fall upon my hands and knees,

My Lord, Oh God, I cry.

Why did you come?

How can you care?

Why did you have to die?

How can Your great forgiveness stretch,

Across the earth to me?

How can my sins be placed upon,

Your Son upon the tree?

I know my strength is not enough,

I've failed enough to see.

Your hand is what will hold me up,

Your strength supporting me.

I have to trust Your promises,

My own heart will deceive.

Until I die or join the sky,

Your Word I will believe.

Jonathan E. Schaefer

12/24/11