For we are his workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared beforehand, that we should walk in them. (Ephesians 2:10, ESV)

Yesterday I shared in the sermon how the word workmanship is where we get our English word “poem.” As a follower of Christ, God is writing the poem of your life. You are his masterpiece, his work of art. If we truly believe that, we must understand that the poem does not determine its own direction, the lines do not write themselves. That is the work of the poet.

This is where we sometimes stumble. We don’t understand the lines God writes. We don’t see the last line of the poem. Some days we just feel incomplete, unfinished, in process. That’s because we are. God is always writing. I love this old poem from John Oxenham:

He writes in characters too grand
For our short sight to understand;
We catch but broken strokes, and try
To fathom all the mystery
Of withered hopes, of death, of life,
The endless war, the useless strife-–
But there, with larger, clearer sight,
We shall see this–

His way was right.

God has never written a bad poem. You are no exception.