THE ONION > Author Unknown > Apr 12 2008 > > > I was an onion before Christ set me free. > Layers upon layers of iniquity. > > An ugly old onion whose fragrance was strong; > > That my Jesus bought and loved all along. > > Unknown to me what He was going to do Of what He was planning, I had not a > clue. > > Pulling each layer off one by one. In order to make me more like Jesus the > Son. > > The first layer wasn't so bad. I saw all the sins that I knew I had They > were easy to fix, just change the way I talk And learn more of how He > wanted me to walk. > > Reading His Word, and learning again; How to put aside my life of sin. But > the next layer was pulled which hurt more. He was getting closer to the > core. > > Unknown what He would find there. I simply gave it to Him in prayer. As > another layer was removed, He started to cry; Pulling this layer brought > pain to my Father on High. > > And I was crying over the sadness I felt; The brokenness and all of the > guilt Past memories that I thought were gone; They were buried under > layers disguised in a fragrance so strong. > > As onions peel more and more; And they put tears in our eyes as we get > close to the core; So my Father wept over my pain; Giving me a balm of > comfort and strength to sustain. > > "No More Layers." I would scream. As He continued to peel them off of me. > > "I'll have nothing left my Lord, what will I do? I'll be nothing but a > worthless core to you. his > > But He just said "Trust me," and continued to peel I was sure He was > blinded to my pain that was so real. > > Year after year I shrunk more and more; Until all that was left of this > onion was a core. > > It was then that I began to understand; As the Lord embraced me in His > loving hand. He said, now and only now can you be; The creation that will > minister before me. > > Clothed with the righteousness only from above; Gone are your layers of > self so you can be filled with my love. He took my layers of sin, hurt and > pain; And clothed me with love, truth and mercy in His name. > > Yes, we are all onions, learning with each day; How to overcome as each > layer is taken away. > > Some layers tear and pull at our heart; While others grieve us to our > innermost part. > > But we are nothing but an ugly onion without Christ. Layers upon layers of > pride, sin and strife. Only God can take those layers away. And clothe us > with His righteousness in that final day. >