Reading Romans 8:1-4 on the Beach.
It was a day like any other, I sat upon the beach
Hungry like no other, I was like a leech
Stuffing sand into my mouth, washed down by foam
The crashing waves my neighbors, the sand, my home.
When tired I would rest, my eyes open in the water
Never the thought of others, nor of slaughter
Baked from the sun and all dried out
I thought I knew my course, what I was about.
On that day, screams came, ringing to my head
But I could not hear the words of their mouth, the things they said,
“Turn around and run away” was all I could grasp
But to leave my food and drink, an unthinkable task
They had almost left that day, those shouting mouths
Running to join the seemingly, unnoiticable crowds
When something came in clearly, I cannot say now
The Cross, the Nails, the Man, the God, I saw Him now
I was now in shadow as I saw the wave
Higher than a skyscraper, who can save
I opened my eyes and the sand fell out
My ears cleared, I lost my doubt
Sheilded by another, concentrated on Him
His name was Jesus Christ, he bore my sin
And the wrath was poured on Him as I stoody by
I was forgiven, I could finally cry.
The wave receded back to it’s home
One day to rise up, no blood to atone
One day He rose up, after the wave
My God, my love, the Holy One, only You can save.