A Poem-Written after a sermon by Pastor Brett

The morning skies proclaim God’s glory
The warm pinks and oranges splashed across their expanse
Remind of promises and mercies anew
Gone is the cold dark night
Replaced with the beauty of the Son
Gone are the days in murky blackness
For a new Dawn has risen
He has come to free the captives
From their painful bonds
The chains and rags that bind
His precious lambs
He has come to save the lost
Calling their names
Through the steep and dangerous
Hills of their sin and doubt
Determined to pursue until they come back to the flock
He has come to pour the fragrant oil of gladness
On dry, parched hearts,
To give new life where there was once death
To be living Water so those who drink will thirst no more
He has come to give his children new names
No longer to be defined by anything other than what He’s made
Chosen ones, beloved children, saints of God, followers of Christ
He has come to bring truth
Through the muddled confusion of our times
Slicing through the cobwebs with his brilliant Word
Letting in the light
We breathe Him in with every breath
He is in every molecule, everything that’s beautiful
He’s waiting to fill the hole that He created
In those who refuse to acknowledge Him
Those who seek and lust after empty pleasures
When the Lord of all Creation is asking them
If He can come and eat at their tables
If He can show them all He wants to give them
If He can bring the life that He so longs to give
If He can heal their pain, lift them out of their ruts
And take them into life eternal.
He’s knocking…and waiting for an answer…

SLH 12/27/05