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 A Word from the pastor

 

 

 

The following is Pastor Tim's personal sense of

his calling that could be applied to any church.

 

The Mission is not mine

Belonging to God

While commending our Spirit

To the Artist of Life.

 

It lies within our Grasping

As hands open to receive

The hand of God fixed on the cross

Nailed in place the brush of saving grace

Ascribing the offering prime

with colored voice gasping

A sigh of embrace.

 

The Mission is not mine

Belonging to God

While commending our Spirit

To the Artist of Life.

 

Who am I but a speck

A moment in time

Of human birth conceive

A seed to receive

Life mortal by the hand.

 

Who am I but an offering

God's birthing a named face

Set within this time

Framed in this place

Though short and momentary.


God, offering me to the world

Set against the tone

Of life's beckoning demands

That the world unfurled

Should an offering be for me.

 

Is my hand open or shut

A Life worthy to live

Holding onto dear life

Or an opening

For the hand of God

To paint another stroke

Of colored love.

 

The Mission is not Mine

Yet set within my grasp

Born out of the sufferings

And pains of growth

Believing with every gasp

Moved by the hand of God.

 

Who am I but a spirit

Washed by Spirit

Lifted out of pool

Changed, Gifted, Sent

All by the hand

Parting waters

Separating land

Placing life.

 

The Mission is Not Mine

And who am I.

They both belong to God

That is who I am

Open fisted

An offering

A hair, a strand

Of brush in hand

Of the Artist of life.

 

O spirit within me

Do not resist

But let the Master's stroke

Move me through the canvas of life.

 

 

Pastor Tim

 

  

  

 



 

 

 

 

 

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