He gave for a slave

A few days ago, a dear friend confessed that 2010 was the worst year of her life. This reminded me of my diverse experiences that probably qualify 2010 as one of my worst years as well. But then I also remembered the Apostle Paul’s testimony in Philippians chapter 4 of how he had learned to live under any and all circumstances no matter how severe the affliction. This he confirmed was enabled by the strength he drew from Christ. I hence discovered that in this life, there are no guarantees of a smooth journey; but an even better guarantee is the strength we draw from Christ through salvation in Him. My friend may have had her worst year, but I can’t overlook the fact that she made it through, and all this is accredited to Christ. Below is a piece I wrote last year (2010), deep into the darkness of one of my trials…

Outside the tide of life is too high, so I can’t handle the wave,

Inside the light for life is too low, coz I always hide in a cave,

Like the proud lion leading the pack, majestic in public I behave,

But I wish they knew when I’m alone, I’m barely half as brave,

It doesn’t help that for everyone around me, life seems so suave,

Everyone seems satisfied, I’m the only one left with a crave,

Can’t help but wonder if my freedom, will only be found in the grave,

If my tears could run beyond my face, an entire city’s highway they would pave…

But quickly I remember my Savior, and why He rose from the grave,

He suffered the entire cost, so the penalty for my sins He could waive,

He secured life in abundance, for you and me when He came to save,

Power that conquered the grave lives inside me, so I’m no longer a slave,

I now renew my cry, that only His deserved praises I may rave,

If I had a song in my mouth, His endless mercy would fill the octave,

If I had room to dance, I would ‘shake it’ like the Bible’s King Dave,

Coz His perfect life to save my wretched one, in perfect love He gave!