For Things I Know are Meaningless

In Scripture, Simon Peter said,

“Thou art the Christ,

Son of the Living God.”

And what was Your reply?

“Blessed are you, Simon,

for this flesh and blood did not reveal.”

Like Peter, I have been awakened

to the truth of who You are:

the Christ, Anointed One,

slain Lamb who now lives.

You make all things new.

You have made me new.

I am alive to God,

no longer slave to sin.

I know how You meant life to be—

poured out like a drink offering.

I know You desire to reconcile

through my hands and feet.

“Oh taste and see the Lord is good,”

the psalmist wrote.

I have tasted; I have seen.

Will I now seek to fill myself with another?

Will I turn my back on all You’ve shown me?

You have chosen me, Lord.

Will I now choose to reject that

for things I know are meaningless?

a prayer of confession

originally written spring 2005