Stripped Down

And we all, who with unveiled faces contemplate the Lord’s glory, are being transformed into his image with ever-increasing glory, which comes from the Lord, who is the Spirit.
     - 2 Corinthians 3:18

Reflect today on what God is saying to you through this verse through the lens of this poem.

Sarah MacDonald

Sculptor God,
I’m uncut stone: all rough
            edges, broken corners,
    grainy surfaces,
But you, Artist God—
    you see the masterpiece
    buried in this block,
the gleaming planes
and lines so smooth they’ll make
    your fingers ache to touch them.
You catch the eloquence of curves
    And whorls and polished joints,
            hidden still.

The art I am
        you will lay bare.
You strike; chips fly.
The blade of your chisel cuts deep,
        and I want to run.
I do not know
    the grand design behind
    each scrape and blow. 
You chip away so much
    that I would cling to.
Hewn and hurting now—
    Help me believe
        your work is love
    And someday I will stand
            engraved with grace,
    and free to gleam with glory.

Start exploring your Enneagram type now:  As part of our sermon series, we're encouraging people to learn about their Enneagram type, to better understand the ways God made you and is calling you to become more yourself. It's part personality test, part spiritual inventory, and it can be very helpful. There's a test that costs $12 HERE or a free version HERE.  Poke around the type descriptions, too.