I am a steward

After Ephesians 3:1-13

I am a steward, 

a minister entrusted

with a gift, chosen

to bring the gift,

to bring the light,

to those previously

cut off, walled off.

I am a minister,

not through education

or training or merit

of my own, but only

through the gift

of grace given me.

The task set before me:

to preach those those

previously unreachable,

to bring the gift

into the light for all.

And if I suffer,

it is by grace.

And if I suffer,

do not lose heart.

And if I suffer,

rejoice in the gift

that is yours.

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The right moment

After Ephesians 3:1-13

Perfectly timed,

the revelation

was unveiled,

the curtain opened,

the word explained

to include all 

who heard it, all

who listened, all

who heeded its call.

A new day, 

a day of wonder,

a frightened day,

dawned.

A new day,

bringing light,

bringing grace.

The mystery that was

is no longer.

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The prisoner

After Ephesians 3:1-13

In chains behind bars,

clarity can grow

from a  small pinpoint

of light in the darkness

to a blinding sun.

So, too, can love, oddly

enough, love given

as a gift to share

to those considered

beyond the pale,

untouchable, tolerated

only because of numbers

but previously despised,

nonetheless. The gift was

revelation into a mystery,

that all are now equal,

favoritism leveled,

distinctions destroyed.

All are now chosen,

all are now heirs,

all are now people

of the promise.

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