My Psalm

I am currently going through a process at my church called "Redemption Group" I will [intend to] post a blog more on RG later, but for now let me just say that it's teaching and group discussion in an effort to reveal the amazing redemptive power of Christ's love for us individually.

In any event, one of our assignments was to write a Psalm. Mine is loosely based around a verse from Romans 2: 4

"4 Or do you presume on the riches of his kindness and forbearance and patience, not knowing that God's kindness is meant to lead you to repentance?5 But because of your hard and impenitent heart you are storing up wrath for yourself on the day of wrath when God's righteous judgment will be revealed."

Here's the Psalm:

"Holy, holy, holy and righteous God
Creator, Designer, Operator, and Controller. Forgiver, Justifier, and Redeemer. Oh, so patient and loving Savior.

My sin runs far and wide and deep. Deep into my heart and far reaching to those I love most. Those who might look to me to find you.

So deep I find myself minimizing each action, or lack thereof, before I’ve finished confessing it.

Minimizing each lash against the back of your innocent son, negating each insult hurled at my only hope for salvation. Yet Jesus bore my sins and offered me His righteousness in the face of my transgressions.

My pride imagines me as the deciding factor. It imagines me immune to pain, remorse, or sorrow. It imagines me judge and jury. Persuades me that there is no failure. At times it succeeds in convincing me. Even worldy sorrow seems to fall short of these walls.

Blow your trumpet my God! Let the walls of my sin crumble to the ground. Throw me shaken to my knees, broken onto my face. Give me tears! Do not allow me to presume upon the riches of your kindness and forbearance and patience!
Blessed are those who’s anguish have left them broken of their own wickedness. Who were left with no option but to know that there is only hope in Jesus.

Blessed am I, that you have revealed yourself to me despite myself.

My sin cuts you deeply yesterday, today and tomorrow. It has laid a crushing blow against the innocent back of your true and perfect son. Yet You made Him to be sin who knew no sin.

Only by your grace are you still with me. Were it to me alone I would have rejected you long ago and a dozen times since.

You are beyond explanation, beyond comprehension. I should not, without you. I will not, without you. I cannot, without you. There is nothing without you.

Holy, holy, holy and righteous God. You have been calling me all my life, only now have I acknowledged your voice."


After discussing the Psalm in group and praying about it, God revealed to me that I am still placing myself in a position of control. My psalm makes it more about how bad I am, but it's not about that. It's about how GOOD HE IS. It doesn't matter what I have done or haven't done. What matters is that I need him, and that he chose to love me even when I don't understand what that means or why I need it. My sin did not put him on the cross against his will. He lovely chose to go there for me, and if you accept him, for you too.