In the bare bones
of a waking day,
I sit.
Still.
War and rumors of war advancing.
Overtaking.
In the bare bones
of a waking day,
I sit.
Still.
War and rumors of war advancing.
Overtaking.
Through the years, Paul’s description rings true. God forms the earthen vessel for a purpose.
To display His truth. Reveal His glory.
Somewhere along the way 2 Corinthians 4:7 becomes a life verse for me. A reminder of my weakness and His strength. What I’m here for.
But one year, I wrestle with that image. In a new way. Because someone I always consider strong is suddenly weak.
Alleluia.
His children gather.
And we are
clothed
in righteousness.