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So many people are making the claim,
“a virtuous Christian, am I.”
How many truly live up to the name?
How many are ready to die?
To die of the flesh! Be truly reborn!
Truly repent of their sin!
Doing God’s will! Who truly are sworn,
regardless of thick or of thin?
Sure, there are those who say they believe,
but are they then willing to serve?
What, in their lives, do they Godly achieve?
How do they rate on the curve?
Witnessing only, upon slight occasions.
Praying for things they desire.
Following still their un-Godly persuasions.
How many are truly on fire?
Being a Christian ain’t easy, I know!
I’m trying! I have been for years.
In Jesus, each day, a little I grow,
yet, still, so much sin reappears.
I just can’t release all my thoughts dwelling sin.
I can’t just become a new man.
Still, that’s no reason for me to give in.
But reason to follow Christ’s plan.
My poetry ministry helps me a lot.
Inspires me daily to write.
Reminds me of things, I must surely do, not.
Helps me to shine some small light.
Jesus was perfect. I never will be.
Yet slowly but surely I’m trying.
A servant to Christ, I forever will be.
The least I can do for his dying.
He died for my sins. Like him, I must die.
I likewise must be resurrected.
Be born a new man, a new life to apply.
The old me be gone, disconnected.