The Great exchange

The Great exchange

by: carole l. haines

I have come to know how trust is broken

how people disappoint, how mankind fails

I can see how short I fall, how I have not reached the mark

How my arrows have not hit their target.

And in all this finding out, all this coming to know

I’ve lost a bit of something along the way

I’ve forgotten how to trust, how to believe, how to risk

and I cannot see the way out of this place

and I realize my feet are stuck in miry clay of my own making

So I turn my gaze upon the One who made me

upon the One who saved me, upon the One who raised me

when I thought all was lost, when I thought I was better off dead

He reached down into the losses, into the brokenness, into my crisis

and He took it all upon Himself, surely our griefs He carried

and He bore what I could not bear, sins I could not rid myself of

like a broken window of shattered glass

He gently removed the shards from within my heart

and took this heart of stone and gave me a heart of flesh

and only in His forgiveness have I found rest

He says to me, “Come, Come and see”

“Come. Come to Me”

“Come to me all you who are weary and heavy laden,”

and so I come, to The Great Exchange

and I give Him what is mine and He gives what He has

a Yoke that is easy, a burden that is light

and I find rest, sweet, blessed rest

Yes I finally find rest… for My Soul

Thank You, Jesus