God's Ball of Wax

You made the world, the whole big ball of wax,
from out Your heart, this love comes for us all,
and You don’t want us to fall through the cracks,
but with our gift of freedom to stand tall.

You hope that we live up to You somehow,
You give sufficient grace to pass each test,
but we proud broken sinners here and now
do our own thing, we think we know what’s best.

How can we doubt the One Who loves so much,
reject the grace that makes our sins forgiven,
ignore Your voice, Your tenderness, Your touch,
 and wreck our chances to Your endless heaven?

Your loving ball of wax--at least in part--
may it not ever wane, Lord, in my heart.

                    -- by Pete Voelz       5/18/13