At Best

At best we are beggars
grovelling at your feet of mercy
Oh, but You don't like to see grovelling
So
time and again
You
lift us up, and give us a place to stand
Head hanging, we stand
Lost
Wondering
if there is any usefulness yet to come from this life
this so often straying heart
This heart...so drawn to wander
but so drawn to come back
And the knowing
knowing there is ALWAYS a way back
and a welcome
This I know about You
There is always a welcome
You
always "so ready to forgive"



Glory be, to the God of our yesterdays, the God who is here today, and as tomorrow comes, will still remain faithful, still be offering His love, healing, forgiveness, hope and strength to go on.

(Ps. 86.5, 'God of our Yesterdays' Matt Redman)