MARCH 2

WE ARE GOD’S POIEMA


Ephesians 2:10

10 “For We are his workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared beforehand so that we would walk in them. ” -NIV

The word “workmanship” translated to Greek is “Poiema,” which means “something made.”  That is where we get the English words for “poem” and “poetry.” our lives are beautifully crafted words that the Lord himself has written. Think about that; YOU are God’s poetry. YOUR LIFE is a word painting made by our heavenly Father. Every letter, word, and sentence are arranged to tell your unique story.  We all have times where our lives don’t feel like poetry. It can feel like absolute agony. We can’t see past the pain, and all we can do is ask God, “Why?” However, you need to remember that God has already finished your poem. Where you are today is not necessarily where you will end up.

Much like in music, poems have a rhyme scheme. Sometimes the rhyme is predictable, and other times they are not similar to life. I can think of a time in my life where I was in the middle of the most painful experience of my life. I could not see the end, but God already wrote it. On July 5th, 2012, around 3:30 pm, I watched as my closest friend died of pancreatic cancer.  He was only fifteen. I can still remember watching him breathe slower and slower. Until eventually, he was gone. I looked up from the end of his hospital bed and saw his family weeping. It was finally over. After months of praying and begging God to heal my friend, it all seemed utterly worthless now. While I knew that he was in heaven, and I knew that God is still good, I felt like my poem would end in heartache.

Praise God; it does not end there. On July 5th, 2013, around 4:30 pm, I held my nephew for the first time. God took my most painful experience and made it into something beautiful. He took a day that was to be filled with grief and gave me joy. He gave me a physical reminder that he is faithful.


TODAY:

Remember, no matter where you are in your poem, there is an ending. As one life ends another one begins. Take a moment today and meditate on the fact that you are a beautifully constructed poem written by God.