Poema

poetry

Pen meets paper with strokes of imagination inspired from the artist’s eye. As ink dries it paints the picture from the poet’s mind. He meditates on the perfect words, contemplates on the similes and metaphors, and intricately dedicates time to every jot and tittle. An endless pursuit of his greatest masterpiece yet, still he appreciates his older works for it is the compilation that has built him up to where he is now. And though he works in the now, he has hope that there are greater works yet to be done once this is accomplished. And so he continues to write with painstaking detail and love.

“We are God’s masterpiece. He has created us anew in Christ Jesus, so we can do the good things he planned for us long ago.” (Ephesians 2:10 NLT)

We are God’s, and we are His Masterpiece. In awe already? I know I am. And it gets even better! The Greek word for masterpiece used here is “poema” – which we would translate into “poem.” We are God’s poem. Moments in our lives are his lyrics; days are stanzas that the master writer is composing. God doesn’t make mistakes. God made you to be exactly who He wanted you to be – gifts, talents, dreams, experiences and all. And through the good and the bad He is shaping us into the image of His Son.

We are valuable because God created us. We have worth because Jesus died for us. And we are precious because God has put the Holy Spirit in our hearts and the Kingdom of God in our hands.

And so the Grand Creator continues to create.


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