Rockbridge's seminary experience is different. Up to this class I would have used "practicality" as a descriptor. But in this class, I was asked to do something so far outside the box that practicality doesn't do it justice. Michelangelo covered a ceiling with paint once. Did the job. But no one who walks into the Sistine Chapel says, "Wow, that really covered well."
Maybe it's because I love words that the assignment touched me so. We were asked to write a worship poem that expressed the worship of our heart to God. I write all the time - blogs like this one, devotionals, and of course sermons.
But I've never written... to worship.
Until today.

Whatever I was, is dead
I gave it up willingly, without knowing what that meant
and yet, I would never take it back
It is His
Whatever I am, is alive
Life came within, and learning what it meant to live
and so, I live to give more, ever more
I am His
David,
ReplyDeleteNice poem. Reminds me of my life verse: Gal. 2:20.
Les
That's intentional. That verse helps me stay centered on what Christ has done.
ReplyDeleteDavid