WOE IS ME I HAVE BECOME UNDONE

WOE IS ME, I HAVE BECOME UNDONE!

by David Wharton on Sunday, April 24, 2011 at 9:51pm

Oh wearied of soul am I, how often I have strayed from my Shepherd, not far mind you, but strayed I have nontheless. But for the loving kindness of Christ's loving touch, who knows how far I might have gone; he allows me to go thus far and no further. How sweet to the touch is the Master's loving hand as He stretches forth both His rod and staff to draw me near. He i so patient and kind to endure such a wretch as myself, all of my complaining, pride and rebellion and yet His love endures forever. Oh how greatful I am that He chose me before I could do any good or evil; in that alone I am able to find assurance, for I am such a woeful creature unworthy of the least of His tender mercies. I am deserving of nothing but hellish wrath and yet He has taken pity on me; for I was the lost dog scavenging about in the dung heaps of life, when a master i did not know came out of His estate and took me in as His own cleaning me, protecting me, feeding me and teaching this old dog a new way of life. Truly old things have passed away for He makes all things new. Christ is indeed the great Shepherd of His sheep and He loses not a one; and so take heart if you have strayed from Him, for He allows it that when He draws you back your election is made sure.