A friend from church wrote this poem.
Sometimes word pictures stir my heart up to feel the meaning of God's grace, especially when I've gotten dull to the theological vocabulary.
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I am often dry and brittle of heart. Here I lay out the kindling of my heart with strong and true things of God. What I can never do for myself, I pray God will do--to let the consuming fire fall and set my heart aflame with worship.
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