In the crucible of life’s forge,
Our purpose takes shape, emerges,
Unique callings etched upon our souls,
Born from trials, woven in grace.
Finite minds, mere dust and breath,
Strain to grasp the infinite expanse,
Yet faith invites us to embrace the mystery,
To dance with wonder, eyes lifted beyond.
Challenges, like storms upon the sea,
Rage and toss our fragile vessels,
But trust whispers in the tempest,
God’s eternal purposes at work.
Sovereign hands orchestrate the symphony,
Notes of joy and sorrow interwoven,
And we, humbled, stand on holy ground,
Awe-struck witnesses to divine artistry.
Holiness beckons—a sacred desire,
To walk in step with the Unseen,
To seek the face of the One who knows,
Our hearts laid bare, vulnerable and true.
So let us approach with reverence,
Our souls ablaze with longing,
For in the mystery, we find purpose,
And in faith’s wonder, we are made whole.
