A Dead Man

I am crucified with Christ: nevertheless, I live; yet not I, but Christ liveth in me: and the life which I now live in the flesh I live by the faith of the Son of God, who loved me and gave himself for me. (Galatians 2:20)

At some point, I must die. Even more so than that beautiful new birth experience that makes me a co-heir with Christ. There is still more death necessary to live in victory.

An inner death to every right and every fight knowing that Christ alone must reign in my heart and life.

Every desert attached to my name must crush all of me and bring about only one desire.

Jesus alone.

At some point in the trail of tears is left behind all aspirations and all earthly dreams. It becomes a full surrender and death occurs. He can finally have it all.

No longer is it I who lives but Christ who lives in me.

When that moment comes where the applause of man no longer matters and you have been drained of all need for accolades….then you’ll walk as a dead man.

But in that death rises the King of Glory making you into what He always planned you to be.

It’s the road that takes you from death to life… over and over again.

Daily I must die

To become one with Christ

My flesh, it loves to speak

But it must not take the lead.

The thoughts that are impure

Must be crucified for sure

And dreams not birthed in Him

Must blow on with the wind.

If I do follow my heart

I’ll go where sin does mark

For nothing in me is good

It’s best this is understood.

For Christ alone must reign

And I must bear His stain

And die unto myself

And all that has me kept.

For as I walk through death

Christ in me does step

And I begin to live

A life only Christ can give.