God’s wrecking ball (a poem)

I built my life like a house
That looked secure and strong
Then along came an inspector, a preacher from God
Who told me it was constructed all wrong.
I looked closely to find any problems
And when I saw none at all
He said, “This house is declared condemned by God
You’re gonna need his wrecking ball.”

wrecking ball

The gospel is God’s wrecking ball
Tearing down my life of sin
To reconstruct my new life with God’s code
So I can be born again.

The inspector said my foundation had problems
With lust of the flesh, lust of the eyes, and pride of life.
“Your foundation has led to more serious issues
Like walls of lies, selfishness, and strife.
I know you thought you built your house right.
You believed it never would fall.
But let’s face it, your best isn’t good enough for God.
That’s why you need his wrecking ball.”

The gospel is God’s wrecking ball
Tearing down my life of sin
To reconstruct a new life with God’s code
So I can be born again.

After some hesitation I had to admit
The preacher was absolutely correct.
On the outside my life looked perfectly fine
But inside me was spiritual neglect.
I came to realize I needed Jesus
He was the only one on whom I could call.
I cried out, “Lord Jesus, my life is a mess.
Please hit me with your wrecking ball!”

The gospel is God’s wrecking ball
It tore down my life of sin
To reconstruct my new life with God’s code
And now I’m born again.

–written by Harry A. Gaylord–

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.

Blog at WordPress.com.

Up ↑

%d bloggers like this: