By Alan MartinDo we marvel at the power of JesusAre we awed by His authorityWhen we're crippled by those things that please usWhile He took up our infirmityDo we gasp when the waves cease their roaringLeft stunned by the quieted seaLike the unfinished timid disciplesConfused by such pure majestyAre we not left numb with this questionWhat's the difference between ourselves and HeIf we have the same consolationThen why not the same power we see?The honest heart craves a true answerNot satisfied by man-made liesThat cover our spiritual cancerWhile faith and hope in many diesIn brokenness and true confessionCame forth that faint heavenly voiceThe answer to your groaning questionIs simply a matter of choiceHe chose to believe only My wordHe never acted on His ownHe waited till My voice He had heardHe fully acknowledged My throneWhen you learn to submit as My Son didMy power will be seen in you tooThe demons will begin their tremblingWhen they first see the trembling in you
_________________Jeremy Hulsey