Me-a poem

It is mind-boggling how we have a God
Who loves us despite our flaws.
I can’t recall how many times sin caused me
To stumble on the Road of Righteousness.
But instead of condemning me, He helps me
Regain my footing repeatedly.

And I ask myself, “Why? Why me?”
I’ve done nothing to deserve favor.
And I ask myself, “Why? Why me?”
God answers gently, quietly, “My Son died to redeem you.

It has been a few years since I
Invited Christ into my heart.
I can walk better on the Holy Highway,
But still I trip in those potholes,
Those potholes called sin, and still Christ helps.

And I ask myself, “Why? Why me?”
I’ve done nothing to deserve favor.
And I ask myself, “Why? Why me?
God answers gently, quietly, “My Son died to redeem you.”