When Jesus Looks ... my daily resurrection truth

When Jesus Looks

When Jesus looks upon my life, what picture does He see?

Does He see His own reflection, or does He see selfish me?

Does He see His likeness, the product of His hand.

Or just another Christian, who avoids taking a stand.

Does He see a child of God, a child that He set free.

Living life to honor Him, or does He see the selfish me.

What about the other folks, I meet along the way.

Do I show them Jesus, Who enlightens all their day.

When someone looks into my eyes, can they truly see.

That calm and gentle peace of Christ, that’s been given me.

When I reach out and shake a hand, is He right there in my grip.

Can they sense the 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 ought be like Jesus, every single day.

Spreading love and kindness, all along my way.

Yet in truth I know, I’ve failed this holy test.

Deep inside my heart I know, I haven't done the best.

I’ve fought with my flesh, since in baptism I was reborn.

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 gave His life to save my soul, He suffered my disgrace.

Now I live in His saving grace, in Him by faith do well.

So other folks will want His gift, and turn their backs on hell.

Other folks need to see the joy, that Christ has given me.

They should want to have it too, especially since it's free.

May they begin to ask me, what is it they must do.

Just how it is they go about, getting my Jesus too.

Then I get to tell them, its free to all who do believe.

This gift is freely given, to the faith that does receive.

Someday when I'm face to face, with the Lord who set me free.

I’ll Him Who gives to me, His reflection living in me.

By Chick Velasco; Edited by Pastor Mark Love