Everyone's Doing It

This is a poem that I wrote a while back during a time when I was realizing the utter bankruptcy of myself. By this I mean that I found nothing good in me like the apostle Paul when he said: "For I know that nothing good dwells in me, that is, in my flesh. For I have the desire to do what is right, but not the ability to carry it out" (Rom 7.18).

Everyone's doing it so why shouldn't I?

Why shouldn't I try it just this one time?

Maybe one time becomes maybe some more

Until all of these maybes are who I am at my core

In the depths of my heart, in the depths of my soul

Nothing good do I find, as far as I go.

I try to do good and I try to do well

But inside of this man is nothing but hell.

The only thing in this life I've found to be worth anything

Is the cross of the Christ to which desperately I cling.

It is only a few verses later that Paul is able to say this: "There is therefore now no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus. For the law of the Spirit of life has set you free in Christ Jesus from the law of sin and death" (Rom 8.1-2).

Thank you Jesus!