When Jesus Looks

This Morning I came across this poem
and I thought it was good to share
Yesterday my sister in-law Janna's
ex-mother in law passed

I met her a few times at family gatherings
she was a sweet lady but her heart seemed
lonely at times, she was a very interesting
character.

here is the poem:(sorry it is so long)

When Jesus looks upon my life
what picture does he see?
does he see his own reflection
or does he just see me

Does he see his likeness
the product of his hand
or just another Christian
who never takes a stand

Does he see a child of GOD
a child that he set free
living life to honor him
or does he just see me

What about the other folks
I meet along the way
do I show them JESUS
to brighten up their day

when someone looks into my eyes
can they truly see
that calm and gently peace of GOD
that dwells inside of me

when I reach out and shake a hand
is he right there in my grip
can they feel that strength from GOD
that steadies when I slip

when folks are in my presence
do they know his spirit's there
can they see that he's the one
who guides me everywhere

when other people think of me
what is on their mind
do they think of JESUS CHRIST
so gentle and so kind

I try to be like JESUS
every single day
spreading love and kindness
all along the way

I'm afraid that I have failed
I could not pass the test
deep inside my heart I know
I haven't done my best

I have had to fight my flesh
since the day that I was born
it's always causing trouble
and being such a thorn

that's why his spirit dwells in me
he's helping me to learn
in every situation
where I need to turn

He knew I'd never pass the test
that's why he took my place
he give his life to save my soul
he suffered my disgrace

now I try to be like him
I must present him well
so other folks will want
his gift and turn their backs
on hell

other folks should see the joy
that CHRIST has given me
they should want to have it too
especially since it's free

they should begin to ask me
what it is they must do
just how it is they go about
getting JESUS too.

then I get to tell them
this wondrous gift is free
it only takes a humble heart
a prayer on bended knee

someday when I'm face to face
with the LORD who set me free
will he see his own reflection
or will he just see me
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