His Holy Vessel

His Holy Vessel

 

 

I am a holy vessel

 

Ambitiously glued together
my nicks and holes
mark the toasts to imperfections
and the “not good enoughs”

 

I am a holy vessel

 

Alone, I sit distinctively on the shelf
cracked and faded
pushed to the back corners
where the hands of light cannot reach

 

I am a holy vessel

 

Wonderfully and fearfully made
by the one Creator
Whose Light can stretch
to the darkest of forgotten corners

 

I am a holy vessel

 

Viewed by the world
as just another cup
but seen by the Divine God
as a Chalice of Gold

I am a holy vessel

 

Captured from the shelf
by the Majestic King
Who holds me up to the heavens
delicately with His fingertips

 

I am a holy vessel

 

A worthy and precious one
topped with a crown a beauty
and opened to gather the Living Water
Who fills and overflows

I am a holy vessel.