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Just As I Am

 Romans 12:1 - King James Version

I beseech you therefore, brethren, by the mercies of God, that ye present your bodies a living sacrifice, holy, acceptable unto God, which is your reasonable service.

  My grandmother used to say: "He made me, and He knows all about me."  I did not understand the weight of her words when I was a little girl.  Now I do.  So here I am once again.  I raise my hands towards heaven and say: "It is me Lord."   I am coming just as I am.

I have nothing to offer except myself.  You made me and You know everything about me.  No pretense.  Well, even if I wanted to pretend I cannot.  I may smile in front of others when I am crying inside.  But You God  know my weeping.  You hear the sobs when no one is around. Just as I am I come to You.

You see me and I appreciate that.  You understand me, no misunderstandings with you.  In my failings you accept me.  When I succeed it is due to You.  Beyond my faults You see me.  I can come to You on bended knee, crawling when I cannot walk.  I can walk towards You or run real fast.  You do not make me feel silly when I come.  I can imagine that You say, here comes my child.  I see Your outstretched arms in my mind's eye.

Just as I am.  I come rejoicing.  I stand before Your presence in awe.  I sit at Your feet, and I am blessed.  You care about "me."  Bless Your Holy Name.  I present myself to You a living sacrifice. Alive in You and dead to myself.  I live in You.   I am moving in You.  The Great I Am keeps me.

Just as I am I thank You.  Just as I am I praise You.  Just as I am I worship You.  I know when I present myself this way, You are faithful to preserve and correct.  You fashion me according to Your will.

Just as I am, I come.

in Christ,

Sis. Stephanie

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