Free Me From Shame (Gospel Version)

Free Me From Shame Can it be that there is no glory without the cross and no growth without suffering? Shall we conform to the image of the suffering servant? How can we bear the image of his glory after first bearing the image of our own shame? Not the image of the suffering servant, we do bear the image and memory of evil. Today my memory drifts back to a song of my youth, recalling words about Jesus and Joseph, not a praise song, not a hymn, but blasphemy of my prideful youth. Today I seek to share his suffering, to learn from the master, to attain resurrection from the dead. How did I get here, I, a sinner so sad? I remember pride and remarks, and cool, and the shame engulfs me now. Let me now be a disciple of the master, learning now as a servant. I seek now next things. Draw me from my own selfishness. Draw me to a holy enclave where I may be free with boldness in faith. Let me enter the garden to be close by my Savior.