Battling a head cold for the second day, probably why yesterday’s post rambled. (It’s the medicine talking)
I’ve been shying away from I am Second as they seem bent lately on merchandising redemption, but I found this.
There’s a well-known passage in Ephesians, chapter 2 about salvation by grace through faith rather than works, but in verse 10, Paul wrote “… we are God’s handiwork, created in Christ Jesus to do good works, which God prepared in advance for us to do.”
I take odd comfort in the fact the Greek word translated as ‘handiwork’ is poiēma, or the root for our English word ‘poem’; i.e. a thing that is crafted with nuance and rhythm and layered meaning. Not a ‘To Do” list, an itinerary, an invoice, a legal brief… A poem.
So here’s to being a good one, and not just ‘there once was a man from Nantucket’.
Have a great day.