Just As I Am

There's an old hymn we sing in the deep south to try and get as many people saved on a Sunday morning as possible called “Just As I Am”. I started pondering this hymn’s rich words, although I knew them by heart, chapter and verse, as well as grandma quoted John 3:16.
Just as I am, without one plea,but that thy blood was shed for me,and that thou bidst me come to thee,O Lamb of God, I come, I come.
And I begin to realize it is not so hard to believe that the God of the universe loves me enough to want me to come to Him. The hard part all of my life is figuring out who “just as I am” is. Not who I wish I was, used to be, ought to be, could have been. But who I am today. With my big protruding Buddah belly, my swollen ankles, and my scared little heart I sing…
Just as I am, and waiting notto rid my soul of one dark blot,to thee whose blood can cleanse each spot,O Lamb of God, I come, I come.
Now I know my soul definitely has a blot on it. I feel the blot as soon as I get out of the bed in the morning. I give my blot over to God or that blot runs and rules my day. It is amazing that when we give our blots over to God he has the ability to cleanse it, like Ajax, one day at a time. And the truth is, we wake up every morning with a new blot that needs some Ajax.
Just as I am, though tossed aboutwith many a conflict, many a doubt,fightings and fears within, without,O Lamb of God, I come, I come.
Yes I toss myself about. And when I’m still I have the mind of a monkey, going here going there, swinging from tree limb to tree limb trying to make sense of the jungle. And Lord yes I fight with my own self. And who is this Lamb?
Just as I am, poor, wretched, blind;sight, riches, healing of the mind,yea, all I need in thee to find,O Lamb of God, I come, I come.
There is true healing in God’s word and life. None other compares. My mind heals as I renew it day by day.
Just as I am, thou wilt receive,wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve;because thy promise I believe,O Lamb of God, I come, I come. I’m feeling better already, aren’t you?
Just as I am, thy love unknownhath broken every barrier down;now, to be thine, yea thine aloneO Lamb of God, I come, I come.