Our Lives Are An Exhibition
For the carpenter it is his hammer and saw,
for the artist, his brush and paint.
And it is God who makes us all in all
as He brings forth His gifts in the saint.
For the preacher it is his pulpit and bible,
for the writer, his paper and pen.
All of our lives are an exhibition
with His message to the hearts of men.
For it matters not what field of labor
you find yourself moving through here.
If what you do is in obedience to Him-
as others see, to the cross they'll draw near.
Lay hold of the gifts given you by God
and speak a word of life in due season.
For all are called and not just the preacher
to show hope in God's Love as the reason.
(As the reason for why we do what we do)
Douglas L. Ace
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