The Rebel now Your Child
by S.Park
It’s been months since the “break-up” of a place that I’d called home and I’ve been struggling with my ever dwindling faith. The Gospel gave me zero joy and I spurned the One that I had loved so much before. My trust in Him was gone. I complained, “Again? This crap again? How come all You do is bring hurt for me? I hate you.”
But even as I said those words, I know I didn’t mean it and His pursuit was never ending. Like a brat, I ignored it most of the time but as each day passes, I feel that the intensity of His pursuit increases.
I had heard a song on one Sunday and I was looking for on youtube to share the audio and came across an animation someone had done instead. Like the walls of Jericho, it came tumbling down…and down..
I can’t say that I’ve fallen for His pursuit but this ever nudging and tugging at my heart is beginning to force me to do something. Dang, I just realized that I’m really stupid. This scenario, this exact scenario, is what I go through all the time and I know what I’ll eventually do at the end…but I can’t help it. I’m a stupid sinner.
You held out Your arms, I walked away
Insolent, I spurned Your face
Squandering the gifts You gave to me
Holding close forbidden things
Destitute, a rebel still, a fool in all my pride
The world I once enjoyed is death to me
No joy, no hope, no life
Where now are the friends that I had bought
Gone with every penny lost
What hope could there be for such as I
Sold out to a world of lies
Oh, to see Your face again, it seems so distant now
Could it be that You would take me back
A servant in Your house
You held out Your arms, I see them still
You never left, You never will
Running to embrace me, now I know
Your cords of love will always hold
Mercy’s robe, a ring of grace
Such favor undeserved
You sing over me and celebrate
The rebel now Your child
