THE SHOE REPAIRMAN
Looking back on my life one
day,
All the filth that I’d walked
through;
I found I compared in many
ways
To an old worn-out shoe.
Dirty and scuffed was I,
From the places in life I had
been;
My "soul" was damaged, only
fit for the fire,
From walking the "path of sin."
The "Shoe Repairman" then found
me,
Fixing my "soul" His sacrifice
took;
But He covered me with a crimson
stain
and gave me a brand new look.
With grace He stepped inside
of me,
Then claimed me as His own;
And with Him I walk a holy
path,
I could never have walked alone.
But unlike shoes, I have a
will
and must be careful
so…
I never take Jesus any
place
That He doesn’t want to go.
"If we say we that have
fellowship
with Him and yet walk in
the darkness,
we lie and do not practice
the truth."
1 John 1:6 (NASB)
©1996 A. Mitchell Moore, Jr.
