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Tuesday, October 5, 2010

Who is an outcast

Well, I am an outcast. Not kicked out by society, I'm an outcast to myself. How many times have I tried to hide from God because I felt that I did wrong.

He of course knows what I do before I do it, but it is human nature to hide from our mistakes and not want that spanking so to speak.

We tend to hide in ourselves, looking for those dirty rags to cover ourselves with. But they are not there. Through the Blood of Jesus, we are now clothed in white and perfect in God's eyes.

So it is a daily battle, for me anyway, to beat down the flesh and try to see myself in God's eyes. Through the Revelation that fills me with His light and the Redemption that fills me with Life through God's grace in the Blood of Christ.

Mindset
Broken by the weight of the world, drowning in its sea
Treading in a bottomless pit of mire, but still not forsaken me
And times when the brain is saturated by the lies it receives

Awaken this mind oh Lord

Protect it from the wicked I seek
Protect it from the wicked I reap

Renew in me a new set, a new way and a new flow of thought
Teach me oh God to lay down my hands to allow a mind wrought

But flesh is its own master, isn’t it?
Walls, limitations, a grandiose knit
Never far from the sin has that kept me in this pit

Still I work and still I struggle to lay down self
And put my debased flesh upon the shelf
But my works are for not, I need the help

To bow down, trust and leave it to You
To change this mindset from wrong to true

For the world heavy and the life is hard
And my yoke is burdened for I’m only a bard

My thoughts are tortured by the arrows of fire
My dreams too are in a wrong path of desire
And the mirror that I view is the ultimate liar

So Jesus help me now to lay down the sight
To lay down ID, ego and my inner might
Transform and renew the thoughts to no longer bite
And make in me again a thinking that is right

But to know the battle is waged everyday
In sleep or in rouse my brain is the prey
Attacks always come for the enemy is in lay
And the only relief there is, is in The Way
For only the High Priest can grant this stay

Please teach me oh God not to wage this brawl
But on my knees dear God, to you I should crawl

To leave behind the sea of my intentions
And to pray for healing and restoration
Knowing that only You can provide this sublimation
Michelle Elizabeth Rogers - 04/24/09