Wednesday, February 9, 2011

The Suitcase: A Poem

With timorous faith
I tiptoe toward Your throne
To tender my request—
Too large for me to carry,
Like Daddy’s suitcase*—
Impossible
As salvation.

Therefore since we have a great high priest who has passed through the heavens—Jesus the Son of God—let us hold fast to the confession.  For we do not have a high priest who is unable to sympathize with our weaknesses, but One who has been tested in every way as we are, yet without sin. Therefore let us approach the throne of grace with boldness, so that we may receive mercy and find grace to help us at the proper time (Hebrews 4:14-16, HCSB).