A Vessel of Use
take me and break me
twirl me around
make me a dismissal
‒this awoken capsule
don't put me in dazzle
amongst men
who only leave me
to fizzle
instead, raise me in counsel
a straight-forward missile
upon sin….a muzzle
use my body, my mind
all that is physical
to be a beacon
somewhat an apostle
but more
upon pride…a chisel
filling up hearts
in a secret reversal
‒seeing you, my Lord†, work
changing me
from a broken-down weasel
to a fighter in wrestle
don't give me harmony
in a land or house parcel
but instead Spirit
that's beyond universal
give me the disposal
in order to build
in the Kingdom…a castle
where hearts aren't tousled
but…instead…sizzle
give me the words‒
on their hearts…let me stencil
foreverness in whistle
‒not just a drizzle
but a permanent fossil
engraved love
to be passed down
not just in miracle
but in worthy, God†-fearing appraisal
(March 30, 2024)—He led me to John 12:42-50.
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