The Spirit, inscribed on our hearts
finds shape, manifested, given life
by our deeds. We become
in those moments of love
God incarnate, living echoes
of the Son, the Word made flesh
emissaries of His service, His mission
Ministers to the last, the least, the lost
wherever they encounter our hands to the cross
our feet on the road, the Way, walking with Him
We live out our purpose, our path
when the words written on our hearts
live through our deeds
November 1, 2007 11:23am
2 Corinthians 3:1-3
Thursday, November 01, 2007
By Our Deeds
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