Punished

Inspired by the new Punisher from Netflix


Blood on the handle
Blister in my hand
Not from anyone else
I’m the devil in this land

Torn up by my own prison
I’m the guard who locked the door
Threw away the key
Sleep shaking on the floor

You can’t punish me
I’ve already got that job
I’m the best at blowing up my life
Home-grown, hand-thrown grenade lob

War-torn, closely shorn
Baptize-bathed, newly reborn
But not in sparkling water
In blood-soaked blackened scorn

There’s no salvation
For the wicked vengeance I have wrought
No price that can be paid
No offering that can be brought

My sin came back to roost
My wrong came back to haunt
My eternal jail will be
Never having what I want

Doomed to roam the world
Bringing justice to the dark
I won’t know love or bring the light
But my hammer strikes a spark

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Fragility of Choice

Beautiful weakness.

Question: If God created us, why didn’t he make us stronger, better, less susceptible to weakness and evil?

Answer (in the form of a question lol): If we can’t be tempted, how can we choose? If everything is easy, is that really a choice?

I think it’s beautiful to be weak. To struggle. To choose good, even though it’s hard. To fight the good fight of faith (1 Timothy 6:12). Even to fall. Because there is grace.

Question: If God created us, why did He have to save us?

Answer (maybe): God gave us a choice so that we may love Him freely and honor Him of our own choosing. Come to Him with freedom. Love Him because we want to. He knew that to give us choice, He would have to make us fragile. Capable of falling. But He gave us Christ because:
1. He loved us
2. He knew we would need help

So. We can stand on Christ alone if we fall. That’s gorgeous.

We are fragile. We are weak. We are beautiful.
We are wonderfully and fearfully made.
We are free. We are loved. We are saved.

Thoughts? Opinions? Insight?