I was designed for service to the King,
Uniquely made for His Purpose and Plan.
He gave me eyes to see His people’s needs.
He gave me ears to hear His children’s cries.
He gave me a voice to speak on their behalf.
He gave me hands to minister to their flesh.
He gave me legs to stand in strength and lead.
He gave me feet to go and serve.
He filled my mind with knowledge for action.
Yet something was missing.
Gifts, talents, tools, and vision—all provided.
But I had no heart.
Blinded by self-love, the darkness enveloped me.
My eyes saw only my own situation.
My ears heard only the world’s accolades.
My voice spoke only for myself.
My hands grabbed greedily for all that was mine.
My arms held only the possessions I had gained.
My legs stood firmly to defend what I had gathered.
My feet rooted deeply to my pleasant, personal space.
My mind perceived only plans of fortune and fame.
I could not serve the King.
But then Jesus drew me to the Cross, where
My eyes saw His bruised and bleeding body.
My ears heard His agonized cries, as His Father turned away.
His Voice asked humbly forgiveness for His enemies.
His Hands pierced deeply with nails for my sins.
His Arms spread wide with love, even in death.
His legs bent meekly, in obedience to His Father’s will.
His feet anchored willingly, sacrificing His freedom.
His mind set purposefully, to accomplish the Father’s Plan.
Suddenly, blinders fell from my lustful eyes.
Worldly admiration no longer clogged my desirous ears.
My voice cried out for forgiveness, lovingly granted.
My arms released all worldly wealth;
My hands let go of greedy grasping.