Held, Together

Sometimes I walk into church

feeling like such a fake ~

dressed up

made up

masked up

projecting an image that I have it all

~together~

when I really feel like

scattered

shattered

fragments

held together

by coffee and hairspray.

But then the Word calls

and the Spirit falls

and people smile and sing ~

and my gaze is shifted

from self to Savior

and I realize I am held together

not by my own strength

but by the body of Christ:

His Word = His hope

His Spirit = His presence

His people = His comfort.

This is where we come ~

where the mask can melt

and kindness is felt

and the Word calls

and the Spirit falls

and we are lifted as we lift Him up ~

and he holds us

together.

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And let us consider how to stir up one another to love and good works,

not neglecting to meet together, as is the habit of some,

but encouraging one another, and all the more as you see the Day drawing near.

-Hebrews 10:24-25