Bob Gotti

Stewards Of Christ

True stewards for Jesus Christ, must become for God a sacrifice,
Offered up as a living sacrifice, to Jesus who paid sin’s full price,
When as an atonement, God sent Him, to the Cross for all our sin,
And true stewardship, for The Lord, begins in a heart transformed.

This begins with real recognition, by the believer of all of their sin,
Using God’s Word as their Guide, to expose sins we tend to hide,
And those sins, that we recognize, in our hearts, we must despise,
And to God so faithful and just, when we confess, He forgives us.

Repentance also plays a part, when we make changes in our heart,
To turn our life away from sin, applying those changes from within,
Turning us, from wrong to right, moving from the darkness to light,
A choice to make our walk in life, most acceptable to Jesus Christ.

Replacement now comes into view, for us to walk a life brand new,
Replacing those old habits for, those that are pleasing to our Lord,
And as in Christ Jesus we abide, our life becomes more sanctified,
Set apart by Christ to do His will, as God’s plan, Christ does fulfill.

Now a renewing of heart and mind, needs to take place at this time,
As The Word of God dwells richly in, all of those who come to Him,
And as His Word begins to dwell, old sin in us The Spirit shall quell,
As He fills our heart and mind, transformation by God is intertwined.

That’s how The Lord God above, fills faithful believers with His love,
So while upon earth he may be, mindful of God’s purpose eternally,
In making one’s life suitable for, the stewardship of Christ our Lord,
As we faithfully serve Eternal God, as stewards on this earthly sod.

(Copyright ©01/2008)

Poem Submitted: Wednesday, January 9, 2008

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