†  THE ONION  †

I was an onion before Christ set me free,
Layers upon layers of iniquity
An ugly old onion, whose fragrance was so strong
That my Jesus bought & loved all along

Unknown to me what He was going to do
Oh what He was planing, I had no clue
Pulling each layer off one by one
In order to make me more like Jesus the Son

The first layer wasn’t so bad,
I saw all the sins that I knew I had,
There were easy to fix, just change the way I talk
And learn more of how He wanted me to walk

Reading His Word and learning again,
How to put aside my life of sin
But the next layer was pulled, which hurt more,
He was getting closer to the core

Unknown what He would find there,
I simply gave it to Him in prayer
As another layer was removed, He started to cry,
Pulling this layer brought pain to my Father on high

And I was crying over the sadness I felt,
The brokeness of all the guilt
Past memories that I thought were gone,
But were buried under layers,disguised in a fragrance so strong

As onions peel more and more
And they put tears in our eyes as we get closer to the core
so my Father wept over my pain,
Giving me balm of comfort & strength to sustain

"NO MORE LAYERS!" I would scream,
As He continued to peel them off of me
"I,ll have nothing left my Lord, what would I do?
I’ll be nothing but a worthless core to you"

But He said "trust me" and continued to peel
I was sure He was blinded to my pain that was so real
Year after year I shrunk more & more,
Until all that was left of this onion was a core
It was then that I understood as the Lord embraced me in His loving hand
He said "now only now you can be the creation that will minister before me
Clothed with the righteousness only from above
Gone are your layers of self,
So you can be filled with my love
He took my layers of sin, hurt, & pain & clothed me with love, truth, & mercy in His name
unknown to me


 
 
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