Are You a Garbage Picker?

Written by Lisa DeVinney on . Posted in poetry

Garbage Day’s upon us;
The bins are by the road
Just waiting for the garbage truck
To haul away the load.
And once that garbage goes out,
It’s never coming back;
Unless we track that truck down,
Go through it, sack by sack
Sometimes we’re garbage pickers
When it comes to our sins –
The ones that we’ve confessed and
By Christ have been forgiven.
He’s cast them in the depths of
The deepest, darkest sea.
The only way they come back up
Is dredging – by you and me.
And Satan likes to dwell there,
Up on the garbage heap.
He’d gladly dig through with you,
Till you are sunk in, deep.
So let’s not even go there;
But take our cue from Heaven –
To let our sins stay buried
Once they have been forgiven.
“You will again have compassion on us;
you will tread our sins underfoot
and hurl all our iniquities into the depths of the sea.”
Micah 7:19 NIV
©Lisa DeVinney, November 2011

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