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July 6, 2008
Taken From: Romans 1:16-23
Illustration by Grace Ellen Schiel
Under his wrath I stand
on common ground, breathe an
ill wind. I get my daily bread
in sweat as I move from one
moment into the next, into the next.
on common ground, breathe an
ill wind. I get my daily bread
in sweat as I move from one
moment into the next, into the next.
Knowing that God is and that
he is powerful, the creator, I
suppress the truth. My fears keep
pace with me as I express my philosophy
rather than believe what is revealed.
Hopeless, passions gather in the brim
of my dark soul; the darkness like death.
Then a light shines in me, a stirring
of wonder makes me catch my
breath. I feel the deep pull of it.
The pulse of it thunders through me,
lights a candle in my heart; awe
takes my breath. It’s as if the room
within is aflame with the knowledge of
his glory. Humbled, I look into his face.
DAS
Author Profile: Born and raised in Montgomery County, Texas, Pastor Dan Schiel was called to preach the gospel of Jesus Christ at age 20 and has served as pastor in independent churches for over forty years. He is the founding pastor of Christ Church (founded 1977). 