I was sent this poem by Ps Paul Grant this AM.
He obviously had a great time preaching yesterday AM - and came up with poem straight after.
I am feeling a little different this AM. They say for some preachers the morning after can be a bit tricky.
Anyway, over to you Paul to inspire us!
An inner incandescence
Emitting both heat and light,
Glows and grows and overflows
Bringing unique delight
Preaching under God’s anointing
Instils a special euphoria,
Unmatched by natural pleasures
It’s a kind of Divine insignia
An imprint of distinction,
Of rare and precious worth,
A sensation of elevation
To blessings beyond this earth
Disciplined preparation
Is its required collateral,
Under the Spirit’s tutoring
A process that is Scriptural
Anointed preparation and preaching
Is a route to heaven-sent bliss,
The messenger becomes the message
And the hearers receive God’s kiss
But the preacher must be alert
To the presence of a snare,
If not watchful he may assume
That preaching is a flair
That the gift is cultivated
By developing a skill,
That the blessing of anointing
Is contingent on his will
Not so! The will must surrender
To revealings of the Spirit,
To power that is beyond the range
Of any human merit
Post-preaching pleasure
Of a kind from God’s great throne
Is not a reward that we can earn
But is given by grace alone
Paul E. Grant June 2009
My latest book
3 years ago
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