i run from my calling out of fear that my personal vendetta will be challenged.
call me jonah.
i am extreme with both my worship and my sin.
call me david.
the fact that my heart is deceitful above all things is always on my mind.
call me jeremiah.
instead of realizing my destiny, i hide in a hole in the ground.
call me gideon.
i have faith that God can do the big things, but i dont trust him with personal matters.
call me abraham.
i've denied christ so many times that the rooster has given up his crowing.
call me peter.
thirty bucks? shoot, i'd betray Jesus for an even ten.
call me judas.
my eyes have today been opened to the reality of my spiritual condition.
call me broken.
call me lost.
i have ran as fast as i could away from God, and then blamed him for the distance between us.
i wonder if i can still remember how to get back to where i was.
i wonder if i want to.
7:39 p.m. - 2004-01-24
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