Once Again

I’m joining up with other writers in FiveMinuteFriday group to write for five minutes on a one word prompt.  Today’s word is: Again.

The prompt reminds me of the Matt Redman song Once Again:

Jesus Christ, I think upon your sacrifice
You became nothing, poured out to death
Many times I’ve wondered at your gift of life
And I’m in that place once again
I’m in that place once again
And once again I look upon the cross where you died
I’m humbled by your mercy and I’m broken inside
Once again I thank you
Once again I pour out my life
Pour out our life’s to you
Now you are exalted to the highest place
King of the heavens, where one day I’ll bow
But for now I marvel at your saving grace
And I’m full of praise once again
Full of praise today
I’m full of praise once again
And once again I look upon the cross where you died
I’m humbled by your mercy and I’m broken inside
Once again I thank you
Once again I pour out my life
It is a song which always brings me back to the cross.  Once again bowed down, once again humbled, once again in need.
It may be tiredness which brings me to that place, it may be hurts, it may be my own sin, but whatever it is it brings me to that place once again.
And once again, today, I am in that place, bowed low, humbled and looking to my Saviour.
But it in bowing, in being humble, in looking to that Cross, looking to my Saviour I am strengthened once again and once again I am able to rise to serve another day.
Once again I leave forgiven, healed, redeemed.
Once again I get God-reliance and not self-reliance.
Once again I see what it is all about.
Once again I bow in worship.
I’m in that place once again. ..

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4 thoughts on “Once Again”

  1. Well, can’t say I’m broken
    (though cancer sure has tried),
    because I am bespoken
    to the God who’s at my side.
    The sin of Adam, long ago,
    closed heaven’s golden door,
    but for a daring dice-throw;
    He thought I was worth dying for.
    Now demons of the air and sea
    gnash their teeth in futile rage;
    the Father of the Victory
    has shut them out, and turned the page.
    We ran the tab, He paid the cost,
    and we are beholden to the Cross.

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