AM I REPRESENTING JESUS
Posted by: bigguyhereagain <bigguyhereagain@...>
When Jesus looks upon my life,
What picture does He see.
Does He see His own reflection,
Or does He just see me.
Does He see His likeness,
The product of His hand.
Or just another Christian,
Who never took a stand.
Does He see a child of God,
A child that He made free.
Living life to honor Him,
Or does He just see me.
What about the other folks,
I meet along the way.
Do I show them Jesus,
To brighten up their day.
When someone looks into my eyes,
Can they truly see.
That calm and gentle peace of God,
That dwells inside of me.
When I reach out and shake a hand,
Is He right there in my grip.
Can they feel that strength from God,
That steadies when I slip.
When folks are in my presence,
Do they know His Spirit's there.
Can they see that He's the one,
Who guides me everywhere.
When other people think of me,
What is on their mind.
Do they think of Jesus Christ,
So gentle and so kind.
I try to be like Jesus,
Every single day.
Spreading love and kindness,
All along my way.
I'm afraid that I have failed,
I could not pass the test.
Deep inside my heart I know,
I haven't done my best.
I have had to fight my flesh,
Since the day that I was born.
It's always causing trouble,
And being such a thorn.
That's why His Spirit dwells in me,
He's helping me to learn.
In every situation,
Where I need to turn.
He knew I'd never pass the test,
That's why He took my place.
He gave His life to save my soul,
He suffered my disgrace.
Now I try to be like Him,
I must represent Him well.
So other folks will want His gift,
And turn their backs on hell.
Other folks should see the joy,
That Christ has given me.
They should want to have it too,
Especially since it's free.
They should begin to ask me,
What is it they must do.
Just how it is they go about,
Getting Jesus too.
Then I get to tell them,
This wondrous gift is free.
It only takes a humble heart,
A prayer on bended knee.
Someday when I'm face to face,
With the Lord who made me free.
Will He see His own reflection,
Or will He just see me.
what do you see?
What are you thinking
when you're looking at me?
A crabby old woman,
not very wise,
Uncertain of habit,
with faraway eyes?
Who dribbles her food
and makes no reply
When you say in a loud voice,
"I do wish you'd try!"
Who seems not to notice
the things that you do,
And forever is losing a
stocking or shoe...
Who, resisting or not,
lets you do as you will,
With bathing and
feeding, the long day to fill...
Is that what you're thinking?
Is that what you see?
Then open your eyes, nurse:
you're not looking at me.
I'll tell you who I am
as I sit here so still,
As I do at your bidding,
as I eat at your will.
I'm a small child of ten...
with a father and mother,
Brothers and sisters,
who love one another.
A young girl of sixteen,
with wings on her feet,
Dreaming that soon now
a lover she'll meet.
A bride soon at twenty...
my heart gives a leap,
Remembering the vows
that I promised to keep.
At twenty-five now,
I have young of my own,
Who need me to guide,
and a secure happy home.
A woman of thirty,
my young now grown fast,
Bound to each other with
ties that should last.
At forty, my young sons
have grown and are gone,
But my husband's beside me
to see I don't mourn.
At fifty once more,
babies play round my knee,
Again we know children,
my loved one and me.
Dark days are upon me,
my husband is dead;
I look at the future,
I shudder with dread.
For my young are all rearing
young of their own,
And I think of the years
and the love that I've known.
I'm now an old woman...
and nature is cruel;
'Tis jest to make old age
look like a fool.
The body, it crumbles,
grace and vigor depart,
There is now a stone
where I once had a heart.
But inside this old carcass
a young girl still dwells,
And now and again
my battered heart swells.
I remember the joys,
I remember the pain,
And I'm loving and living
life over again.
I think of the years...
all too few, gone too fast,
And accept the stark fact
that nothing can last.
So open your eyes,
nurses, open and see,
Not a crabby old woman;
look closer...see ME!!
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