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Dirty Socks
by louis gander I sweep my floor and mop it. Before my mind's at ease, I scrub as hard as I can scrub down on my hands and knees. Now don't we want a spotless house to honor any guest? Until my floor is sparkling clean I cannot be at rest. Now life is like my tile floor that looks as though it's clean. But take a look at my white socks and you'll know what I mean. We try to hide our dirty socks whenever someone comes, but God sees every dirty heart and knows of all the crumbs. Yet Jesus knocks at our heart's door. Accept God's only Son, who died so sacrificially for each confessing one. Yes, Jesus gives eternal life, a gift that's always free- if we give Him our dirty socks and follow faithfully. Copyright 2021 by louis gander. Poetry for sermons, story poems and more... If you love story poems, then you'll love ganderpoems.org / no ads, no sign-up, no tracking. Just free inspirational poetry. Article Source: http://www.faithwriters.com |