WHAT RIGHT HAVE I?

“Now from the sixth hour until the ninth hour there was darkness over all the land. And about the ninth hour Jesus cried out with a loud voice, saying, “Eli, Eli, lama sabachthani?” that is, “My God, My God, why have You forsaken Me?” Matthew 27:45,46

What I am about to write comes from the deepest part of my spirit. Will we see the glorified Jesus with a body similar to ours? If so, I just want to wrap my arms around his ankles, look up into His eyes of love and say, “Thank You!” ten thousand times for dying for me.

You and I won’t have to take it by faith anymore. It will be by sight—face to face and knowing as we are known. I believe we will see, feel and experience the Cross and the Resurrection as if we were eyewitnesses. And we will love our awesome God with an intensity that only a glorified body could sustain.

That will be tomorrow. But what about today? Christ promised those who seek to obey Him that He will continually make Himself more known—more real—more experienced—by the power of His Holy Spirit. That’s why I wrote the following poem that became a song. For the more He opens our eyes to the price He paid to guarantee us forgiveness of sins and forever with Him, the more we will reject all rights to self and crave only more of Him. The world turned dark when He died. My world turned to light when He arose in my heart!

What Right Have I?

I took that lonely walk with Him to Calvary;

And tried to feel a little of the pain:

I watched Him hanging there in utter agony;

     And asked this question time and time again.

What right have I to hold back anything;

From such a One who holds all claims on me?

What right have I to my own plans and self as king;

When Life Himself once died to set me free?

I must admit I really cannot take it in;

That One so grand would die for one like me:

That love so pure could pardon all my guilt and sin;

I ask myself in wonder, “Can it be?”

He turned the key that opened up my lonely heart;

And showed me how to walk a better way:

My Friend who cared when life was falling all apart;

Now has control and runs my life each day.

What right have I to hold back anything;

From such a One who holds all claims on me?

What right have I to my own plans and self as king;

When Life Himself once died to set me free?

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