The Invitation He will not force His way into your heart He simply stands His ground and gently knocks Wishing to invite you to a feast Waiting for a welcome to come in. He does not come with purpose to condemn But offers love and everlasting life Expecting of you not a perfect past Forgiving freely if you only ask. For you have heard the price of sin is death It's written in the Law since time began A Holy God cannot reside with sin But wanting you with Him, He made a way. Rather than allow a separation Between beloved children and Himself, He took our debt and paid it with His life A painful cross to bear, but of His choice. He will not force you to receive His love But offers it to you with outstretched arms His wounded hands are reaching out to yours His gentle Spirit waiting for your heart.

~~Erin Metcalf~~ © 1996 About This Poem

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