When my Jesus looks at me,
He doesn't see my hair or eyes.
He sees what He made me to be,
And what I will be one day.
He sees a little traveling soul,
Just doing her best to make him proud.
A broken heart that He made whole
So many years ago, on the cross.
He sees someone that stumbles and falls,
But is strong enough to get up again.
He sees someone that when temptation calls,
Is able to turn her back, thanks to Him.
He sees the child that He made,
The one that he sent to my family.
When he looks at me He doesn't regret the price paid,
Because He sees I'm following Him the best I can.
A contest entry
- What does Jesus see in you? by darlee77.
2100 points, ended November 8, 30 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
God Bless You!
Comments
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Very good and following the prompt. Thank you.
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He sees us in the good and bad...just as your words relay and convey the message it doesn't matter because of the love He showed us. Excellent. Blessings.
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Good for you; penned very clearly.
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thank you for the entry. I will comment later after judging.
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