I had one of those eureka moments in church the other Sunday.
The speaker said that in the original language Paul used when he wrote to the Ephesian church, we are God’s poem.
In our English translations it says we are God’s workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works which the Father has already prepared beforehand for us.
This passage in Ephesians 2 is one of my favourites. All about God’s grace towards me when I was dead to God and a rebel. How His gift to me was faith to believe in Him so that I can know how wonderful and kind His rich grace is. Wow. Some God!
I also love that He has stuff for me to do which He has planned specifically for me. Wow again!
But that I am His poem. That’s beautiful. Because that means I am His precious work of art. [Read more]