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It Falls Right Back on Me

Today, Emily was twirling around the living room, tossing a fuzzy scarf in the air, and she said she had a poem she had made up. Still twirling and tossing, she said, “I can’t get rid of it, it falls right back on me. I can’t get rid of it, it falls right back on me. I can do without it, but it falls right back on me. I wish it would come off of me, but it falls right back on me.”

“Emily!” I said. “Did you make that up all by yourself?”

“Yes.”

“You didn’t see anything like it anywhere or anything?”

“No. I was tossing this scarf into the air and thinking about the way it kept landing on me, and it made me think about getting tangled up in things over and over again. Kind of like sin.”

Seriously! That’s what she said! Without any prompting from me whatsoever!

Last week we had a discussion on Romans 7. Emily was talking about how she WANTS to do what she’s supposed to, but that she keeps finding herself doing wrong things, even though she wants to do right. We discussed how Paul said the exact same thing and read: “I do not understand what I do. For what I want to do I do not do, but what I hate I do....For I have the desire to do what is good, but I cannot carry it out. For what I do is not the good I want to do; no, the evil I do not want to do - this I keep on doing.”

It’s the age old problem of fallible humans who want to be good, but who keep getting tripped up by our own wayward desires and impulses. We talked about how later Paul says that, despite this, we should “run the race” to reach the goal of perfect righteousness, even though we’ll never really get there. But the more we try, the better we get, with God’s help. It was a really good discussion, and she bookmarked Romans 7 in her Bible to read over on her own.

Emily said she didn’t have this in mind when she thought of the poem, but I think it must have all been percolating under the surface, because it fits together so perfectly. I love how God uses our creativity to speak to us in deep ways, revealing His truth. I know I’m biased, being her mother and everything, but I can’t help but be amazed at these glimpses into the depth of abstract understanding that Emily shows, and it makes me wonder what she’ll end up contributing to the world when she’s grown.

So here’s Emily’s awesome poem. I asked her what the title was and she answered immediately, “Sin.” Of course.

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Sin
by Emily McCleary

I can’t get rid of it,

it falls right back on me.

I can’t get rid of it,

it falls right back on me.

I can do without it

but it falls right back on me.

I wish it would come off of me

but it falls right back on me.

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