Why do I insist on blazing my own trail
when You paved the straight and narrow road?
Salvation is free, this I've been told.
So, why do I insist on blazing my own trail?
When You paved the straight and narrow road,
it was with blood spilled on a heavy wooden cross.
It was for a world that was dying and lost
that You paved the straight and narrow road.
It was with blood spilled on a heavy wooden cross
my heart, my soul was cleansed.
My heart, my soul was cleansed
with blood spilled on a heavy wooden cross
My heart, my soul was cleansed
the moment I knelt before You.
I was reborn, born anew
and my heart, my soul was cleansed.
The moment I knelt before You
You became my Lord and Savior.
In the Father's eyes, I gained favor
the moment I knelt before You.
You became my Lord and Savior,
So, why do I insist on blazing my own trail?
Why does my faith so easily fail,
When I call you my Lord and Savior?
Why do I insist on blazing my own trail
when You paved the straight and narrow road?
Salvation is free, this I've been told.
So, why do I insist on blazing my own trail?
This is an excellent
This is an excellent testimony poem, and presents a significant, but stilll-open, question. I think we stray from the narrow path because we are broken, flawed, and fallible; but the blessing of this is that we remain constantly aware of our need for a Savior, for Jesus. The Gospels show us he chose some, just like us, to be His Apostles and evangelists. Our problem, in Western Christianity, is that we have allowed poor and obscure theology, to focus on primarily on God's wrath rathern than His Love. The Eastern Church continues to emphasize His Love---they call Him, the Lover of Humankind. We, in the West, use John 3:16---overuse it, actually---as a text for evangelical effort, emphasizing far too much on the belief aspect that it mentions, and not on God's Love that it describes. As long as I believe in my Savior, in the Salvation He has made available, and in my own need for such Salvation, I have Salvation. It is those who have become smug in the Faith, or in their lack of Faith, who have, of their own choice, removed themselves from the haven and shelter of Salvation.
Thank you for writing this amazing poem. It will speak, and speak convincingly, to many souls.
Starward
thanks
Thank you for taking the time to reading this poem. And thank you for your kind words. I found encouragement in your comment.