The Carpenter

Before he was the Good Shepherd,
he was the carpenter’s son,
a carpenter himself.
We can learn much, from
the carpenter, even as
the fishermen did,
after his rising.

Cutting with the grain,
planning the boards level,
sanded smooth, measuring,
planning, drafting and
redrafting, before the first cut,
long before the nailing.

Being the hands, using the tools,
the skills, the blueprint,
for this work and their lives.
Following the plans of the carpenter
and his heavenly father,
the creator, the master architect.


August 5, 2007 10:25am
Our mission trip,
from Wesley United Methodist Church,
Concord, NH and from First United Methodist Church,
Hudson, MA to Jacksonville and Machias, ME
to the Down East Maine Mission,
Jacksonville United Methodist Campground,
East Machias, ME


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