“Neither [this] nor [that] means anything; what counts is a new creation.”
Galatians 6:15

Where do I put all the broken things
Which once adorned my blessed life —
The furniture of life lived right?
Where do I put these things?

Where do I put the world gone mad —
Murder, cancer, inflammatory disease,
What happened to the peace, the fun and ease?
In this broken world gone mad?

Where can I take this ruined riddled wreck —
The brittle bones, heart hard beyond repair,
The innocence fouled, the filth that was fair?
Who’ll take this riddled wreck?

It’s from this — the broken, mad, wrecked, sea
The Spirit works new creation in me.

© Randall Edwards 2019.
This poem is for Christ’s church. If it is helpful, please feel free to copy or reprint in church bulletins, read aloud, or repost. I only ask that an attribution be cited to myself (Randall Edwards) and this blog (backwardmutters.com). Thanks.
Artwork: El Greco [Public domain]. St John Opening the Fifth Seal

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