Marty mccrorey's Blog – November 2011 Archive (4)

Blessed am I You call me Your own

Blessed am I to me, Your Light was shown

Worthy, no I'm not

But grateful Your Blood has bought

my soul

So blessed am I 

So blessed am I

Blessed am I that when I fall

Your loving Voice gently calls

“Do not be afraid for I am here.”

“You're never far from Me, don't fear.”

So blessed am I

So blessed am I

Blessed am I that for me

You hung…

Jesus hung on the cross

His shoulders weighted with my sins

God had to turn away

No longer able to look at him

"My God, why have you…

I've seen the backs of men many times

As they turn away from me

But I've yet to see Jesus' back…

I love to go driving this time of year. There's a crispness in the air, there are bales of hay in fields, and signs announcing pumpkin farms have opened for business. Another thing that you notice is the trees. Some have lost their leaves while others have leaves turning beautiful colors, then gradually falling away from the tree.

Think of the tree as the world. Leaves falling away from the tree that they were “born” on reminds me of becoming a Christian and falling away from…