Don't remember me as a plaster saint
Don't make of me what I ain't
Don't say old Carole was good at all
'cause I've had many a stumble & many a fall
If in me you saw anything good
Its 'cause Jesus did all that He could
He took a mess with a capital "M"
And worked to draw me near to Him
I won't go into how bad I've been
Let's just say I was full of sin
I won't go into all that I've done
But I had my share of what the world calls fun
Then the light of Christ shined on me
Jesus said, "Look, child, look at Me"
I beheld His holiness and felt my shame
From that day on I was never the same
He took my shame and my guilt away
He erased the sins of yesterday
He forgave me and saved me for eternity
He lives, He live, He lives in me
If I'm worth even a grain of sand
Its 'cause Jesus has me in His Hand
It can be the same for you all
If you'll answer His pleading, loving call!
I wrote this several years ago for my family in case something happened to me. Its not morbid to realize none of us are guaranteed another day. There have been times in the past, when in my the emotional pain of depression, that I asked Father God to take me home. I asked even after He plainly told me not to ask anymore! Father, forgive me! Now I find my health deteriorating and I feel closer to leaving this old earth for heaven, it is jolting, to put it mildly. Am I ready? I am but only because I am His child! If it depended upon anything I could do, haven't done or have done, I'd be in deep trouble. I pray that the time I have left (long or short) will be spent entirely in His will. Not my will, but Thine be done, Father. I pray mostly for all of my children and those God gave me to call my children. I pray that every last one of them will know Jesus as Savior and Lord! ---that the chains of darkness shall fall off of them and them will know the freedom, peace and joy walking in the light of Jesus Christ. I praise the Name of Jesus---He is my blessed hope!
