Choice

21st August 2021

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In my ear, a small voice, “We all have a choice.

We all have free will, to do good or for ill.”

“We were never made perfect; we were born out of conflict.

Sin was never our choice.” “But it was,” said the voice.

“We could never do better because sin was our fetter.

It’s like chains that bind us, in prison confines us.

Is there just no way out? No forgiveness about?

It’s a highway to hell, when for you tolls the bell.

There’s no stairway to heaven, there is no antigen.”

“But there is,” says the voice, “and it’s still about choice.”

“I chose darkness not light; can I still choose what’s right?

“I am not your nemesis, and way before Genesis,

Before you were in womb, you were then my heirloom,

My precious delight, never out of my sight,

No more wrong, just do right, come into the light.”

“But how do I get there, I don’t know how to pray?”

“Just be trusting in me, for I am the way.”

So, I asked for His grace, and His Spirit He sent.

When I got to my feet, on His cross I was leant.

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