When I go out into the world, I try to do good. I try to be an instrument of change. But if I succeed in doing good, it's not really me. It's not really me that is doing the good. Of course not. Inside, you know who it is.
It's Jesus.
The mistakes are mine. The days when I don't do as much good or make those changes are entirely my fault but if I do succeed in any small way, at any time, it's thanks to the love and succour of our Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ.
I am here purely to be an instrument that will speak through God's love, in the voice of the baby Jesus who was a divine gift who allowed us all to live in his glory, forever after. And we hope to sit on his right side as we go out into the world, free..... thanks only to His grace. It is my privilege to act as an instrument of his glory.
We all speak with one voice.. and that voice is the tiny, squeaky voice, the high-pitched uncrying voice (because he didn't cry, you know. You know that don't you ?), the tiny voice of the baby Jesus... Jesus Christ Superstar.
We are here to be his tool of work. To live through him and to be his instrument.
His instrument of love, and His instrument of grace and the glory, free of rhetoric or repetition, forever more.
I am only truly happy in His divine love when I can do good through Him, for Him, in Him and with hymns.
Believe me, when I tell you I am the greatest instrument for Jesus that I can be.
You won't meet a bigger tool than me.
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