to reflect -
to deflect attention
from ourselves -
we were form
without substance
until His Holy breath
in-spired us.
You have been conned
into a lie -
to think you could earn
the precious gift
of the indwelling Spirit
with human effort!
Did this amazing transformation -
the consummation
of flesh and Spirit -
come from
a man-made source,
or was it
a gift, dropped
into your upheld hands?
Science is majestically
complex and intriguing
but falls short
of explaining
the excessive
beauty and intricate
designs like
signatures of a Master-hand.
Multiple spirit paths
lead many to higher planes,
yet all but one
eventually dead-end
in the maze
of Truth.
One path,
one gate -
not entered by accomplishments
or earned by brownie points,
but gifted
freely.
Christ died
to satisfy the curse
and fulfill the promise -
bringing the master plan
full circle:
the same breath
that spoke galaxies
into motion
wants to enter
into all who believe.
Dry bones
animated,
in-spired.
Trust it.
Lay down striving
and simply marvel
at the miraculous gift
strewn upon us
like diamonds
glittering on the
water.
Trust it.
Live into it.
Christ in
you.
Gen. 1:27; Gal. 3:1-14