HE IS RISEN !

HE IS RISEN !

Shall we deny him our feet to climb those stairs; shall we keep back those hands that he would use; and shall we seal the lips by which he would speak the tender message to the dying soul?

Nay, rather, shall we not say:

"Take my feet, and let them be
Swift and beautiful for thee.
Take my lips and let them be
Filled with messages from thee.

"Take my hands, and let them move
At the impulse of thy love.
Take my voice, and let me sing
Always, only, for my King."

And by every movement of our bodies say to men as we pass on our pilgrim way: "I no longer live, but Christ liveth in me." So live that our lives shall be a demonstration that "Christ in us, the hope of glory," is the Indwelling Presence that guides us in that way.


Sunday, February 13, 2011

GLORY POEM # 22








EXTRAORDINARY



THE POTTER TAKES THE CLAY INTO HIS HAND,
HE ADDS NEEDED WATER TO MOLD AT HIS COMMAND,
A BEGINNERS PIECE OF WORK LOOKING LOPSIDED IN NATURE,
BUT AS EACH DAY PASSES, ITS FORM BEGINS TO MATURE.

MUCH NEEDED CARE AND PATIENCE IS NEEDED AS EACH DAY DOES PASS,
FOR THIS LUMP OF CLAY IS SOMEWHAT HARD TO MOLD, ALAS.
T’WOULD TAKE BUT AN AMATEUR TO BRING ABOUT SOMETHING ORDINARY,
BUT AN EXPERT OF ARTISTIC ABILITY ADDS TEXTURE IN LAYERS
CREATING SOMETHING EXTRAORDINARY.

OUR HEAVENLY FATHER KNOWS THE RECIPE,
A SECRET KEPT FOR MANY A CENTURY
A LITTLE OF THIS, A LITTLE OF THAT,
EXTRAORDINARY, EXTRAORDINARY IN NATURE IS WHERE I’M AT.

A JOURNEY OF LONG WINDING TRAILS
HATH LEFT ME NOW WITH MANY TALES,
BUT EXTRAORDINARY IS ALL I CAN SAY,
TO BE LEFT WHOLE IN A STATE OF A SPIRITUAL OASIS, COME WHAT MAY.

ANOTHER MEMORIAL ARRIVING SOON,
TO PARTAKE OF HIS HOLINESS IS IN LOON,
LEAVING ME SADDENED WITH MANY A THOUGHT,
TAKING ME TO ANOTHER “NEW’ PLACE TO CONTINUE TO BE TAUGHT,
SOMETHING EXTRAORDINARY, EXTRAORDINARY.


INSPIRED 1-6-02
J.C.VANCE

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