For we are God’s handiwork, created in Christ Jesus to do good works, which God prepared in advance for us to do.
Handiwork? What does that mean?
To me, it means that God,
through Christ Jesus,
took special care, time, thought,
to create me.
To fashion me out of the most precious materials
To mold me into a unique shape
To make sure He put me in just the right environment
so that I would grow according to His plan.
He sat, pondering, to give me a special kind of
heart to be receptive to the needs of others
To give me His kind of love, agape, so that
I would have an empathetic touch
and voice to minister to those I meet.
To give me the perfect mate so that I would know
that His love for me would have arms
to hold me,
joy to share with me,
patience to lift me up when I am down,
Unconditional human, yet Godly, love
that would shelter me
through all the storms of life.
To give me a vision for souls
in their lost state
and love to give everyone I meet,
and to help
lead them to His light.
Yes, He thought of all I would need
to go through life here on earth
and He gave me all the tools
to handle the journey
Some didn’t look like they were meant
but as I am drawn to minister to others
I realize that being, in the world’s eyes,
would be my greatest gift
from my Creator
so that I could feel what they feel,
hurt as they hurt,
walk where they walk,
and know that through my reaching
I have allowed God to use my arms
His arms around His children.
a semblance of how
He would wrap His arms around them
if He were here in the flesh.
I am humbled to be
~ Sharon Rule
Beautiful words, Sharon.
Thank you. It’s been a long time since I wrote anything, but I felt inspired.