Wisdom cries from the lectern
Pours out a deep anguish of the soul
In a fiery sermon that pierces hearts.
A pretty face and a sweet smile
‘Planned’ by a Mercenary
To be emulsified in the womb.
But ‘Destined’ by the Redeemer
To see the light of day.
And Become the light to the dark souls
Bringing fire down from the Heavens
Setting ablaze those feeling snuffed-out
By the militant opinion-makers.
The spectacle of spell-bound admiration
Of the strong for the weak
Of the fit for the mis-fit
Of the complete for the challenged
A reflection of the ‘Image of God’
Making strong the weak,
Fit the mis-fit, complete the challenged.
For such is the glory of God!
Christ Centered Spirituality 