The Law was the
disciplinarian
the scorekeeper, the scribe.
So I guess I understand more
fully
the phrase, “throw the book
at them”
the ledger of our life, the
judgment upon us
Yes, it was the gate through
which they walked
the means to an end that
didn’t lead to the pit;
but it was fatally flawed, mortally
wounded
a gash that would not heal, because
we are human
We needed love, we needed
saving grace
waiting for us when we asked
for the indwelling
the living God to come into
our spirits
to live in us, emblazoned on
our hearts
permeating our souls,
sustaining us
Day by day in the face of
challenges, temptations
which we could not resist
alone
(or the prisons would be
empty, the police released
from their vigil in the
streets at night)
Oh we needed the law to keep
chaos at bay
But we needed His grace, His
sacrifice
to save any one of us, on
Judgment Day.
Edited January 4, 2014
Disciplinarian – v2
June 23, 2007 21:39
Disciplinarian
Galatians 3:23-26
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