Temples, Mine

Habakkuk 2 (ESV)
18 “What profit is an idol
when its maker has shaped it,
a metal image, a teacher of lies?
For its maker trusts in his own creation
when he makes speechless idols!
19 Woe to him who says to a wooden thing, Awake;
to a silent stone, Arise!
Can this teach?
Behold, it is overlaid with gold and silver,
and there is no breath at all in it.
20 But the Lord is in his holy temple;
let all the earth keep silence before him.”

Temples, Mine

A poem

In night
Of darkness
No Light you see
My Light still burns
In YOU to shine.

For darkness waits
For Light
To break this night
To pour My balm
So soft and gentle
On wounds of deep
Unknown and
Hid.

My children
Wait
In silence hope
I’ll come
And search
And know the deep.

Souls
Crushed
By lies
In storehouse
Saddled
Pain.

Now free
My Light
Do not hide
But speak
And raise My Life
In Temple
Mine.

That you
And they
May walk
And run
And sing
And dance

In Spirit fire
Of Christ alone.

Free
My Light
Do not hide
But speak
And raise
My Life
In Temples,
Mine.

1 Corinthians 6:19 (NIV)

Do you not know that your bodies are temples of the Holy Spirit, who is in you, whom you have received from God? You are not your own;

 

Philippians 3:8-14 (ESV)

8 Indeed, I count everything as loss because of the surpassing worth of knowing Christ Jesus my Lord. For his sake I have suffered the loss of all things and count them as rubbish, in order that I may gain Christ 9 and be found in him, not having a righteousness of my own that comes from the law, but that which comes through faith in Christ, the righteousness from God that depends on faith— 10 that I may know him and the power of his resurrection, and may share his sufferings, becoming like him in his death, 11 that by any means possible I may attain the resurrection from the dead.

Straining Toward the Goal

12 Not that I have already obtained this or am already perfect, but I press on to make it my own, because Christ Jesus has made me his own. 13 Brothers, I do not consider that I have made it my own. But one thing I do: forgetting what lies behind and straining forward to what lies ahead, 14 I press on toward the goal for the prize of the upward call of God in Christ Jesus.

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