Is knowing living?

Luke 10:17-19 17 Then the seventy-two returned with joy, saying, “Lord, even the demons submit to us in your name!” 18 So he said to them, “I saw Satan fall like lightning from heaven. 19 Look, I have given you authorityto tread on snakes and scorpions and on the full force of the enemy, and nothing will hurt you. Knowing

 

Through what we know

we should have repented long ago

and because we did not

judgment is at the door.

But you cry, “I’m under grace”

No one can really touch me,

but what about Grace, Himself.

Is not He, Who knows my core?

 

If I do right and God’s Will

will Satan fall from Heaven?

Do I have the power

to be like the Son of God?

Why do I feel so helpless

restricted but forgiven?

Why is my flesh so weak

and my mind loves “I forgot”?

 

Jan Wienen

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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