New poem: You are not your sin

If you are a christian,

my friend, this is true,

no matter the place you are in.

Whatever your feelings,

whatever you've done,

my friend, you are not your sin.

Sometimes, there are big things

you do and you feel

they become what defines you within.

Yet, though they may hurt,

and you feel covered with dirt,

my friend, you are not your sin.

Other times, it might be

the frequent but small

where bad habits are gradually worn in.

But, although you keep making

the same old mistakes,

my friend, you are still not your sin.

The big and the small,

when he died on cross,

your slate was wiped clean from then in

and though you still stumble

and still let him down,

my friend, you are not your sin.

You see, you are not now

your original self,

That old person's no longer your kin.

His is the image

the father now sees

For, my friend, you are not your sin.

And, my friend, what an image

the Father now sees

when he looks at you deeply within.

For, in place of your stain

and your darkness and shame

Jesus' sacrifice covers your sin!

Like the brightest of stars,

far outshining our sun

His beauty shines hot, pure and clean

and its light burns the shadow

that darkened your heart

for, my friend, you're no longer your sin.

And yes, we must live with consequences in life

Due to that choice that we made when we sinned

But he's brought you out fron that and he's made a way through

And my friend, you're longer that sin.

He looks on you now

as his family, his child,

fully loved and forgiven in him.

So, when next the devil accuses you, friend,

Remember and tell him

That he does not own you,

The chains what once bound you

They no longer hold you

And though you may falter

His grace holds on to you.

So, no matter the place you are in,

My friend, you are not your sin!