So many times I’ve stared
At the crisp, white, blank page
With chaotic thoughts and images
Trying to engage
The Spiritual gift and guided obsession
Of crafting sentence structure
To weave a lyric, verse or rhyme
Into poetic frame and
Usher in the feelings and emotions
The apostles were impelled to invoke
Recalling to the conscientious mind
Jesus’ clear, solid approach
Resounding thunderously with the words
God gave them to compose
Laying them down…side by side
A comparison…juxtaposed
So to the skilled writer with pen in hand
There is never a total loss of lyric
When the craft is of indelible ink
Written by The Holy Spirit
To share the Love of The Father, Of The Son, and The Holy Spirit
It is by grace we have been saved through faith
Not by works so that no one can boast (Ephesians 2:8-9)
For we are all God’s children, His handiwork
To do His good works we were created
Which He prepared in advance for us to do (Ephesians 2:10)
So it’s not that complicated
His saving grace comes only by faith
And I’ve been called to share mine with you
For this writer only takes pen in hand
To teach what God’s Word would have us both do