It is.
What is? Where? When?
Here, now, it is.
It is visible and obvious.
It is painful and present and powerful.
It is purposeful and poignant, and pauseworthy and praiseworthy.
It is a King and a kingdom conquering…
It is light exposing darkness…
That is all too austere. Not clear enough. Nothing to sink my teeth into. Not unambiguous. Not ambiguous.
What I mean is… there is something visibly present that I am experiencing as the planter/pastor of west valley pca, which is as invisible as it is concretely present.
I can see that we see it, and yet we all know that we haven’t even begun to see it all.
Yes. I mean what I am saying and am unsure of what I don’t mean.
God is renewing people. The King is kingdoming. I mean that. I depend on that.
In the past 48 hours I have experienced a window into the soul of wounded, addicted, scared, skeptical, converted, longing, ravaged, curious, afraid, thrilled and worshiping… people.
I have tasted and labeled and trusted in the efficacious call of God on impossible hearts.
In the past 48 hours I have experienced the Word of God by the Spirit of God draw people into the gospel of God.
I have listened to people recount that they want it… because they see that it is. That is kingdoming. It is.
I have watched women who are longing… and men who are breaking… that is kingdoming. It is.
I have enjoyed the thought of people resting in the freedom of righteousness and regretlessness and rescue of their past… suburban sinners sensing the impossible…. that is kingdoming. It is.
It is here because it just is.
Kingdom.
King.
It is.
Come Lord Jesus Come.
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About weakchristian
Weak Christian? That I am, but my friends call me Jim.
Actually, the rhetorical question should read, 'Strong Christian?!?!' Is there is even such a thing? There is not.
"For he said to me, 'My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.' Therefore, I will boast all the more gladly of my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ may rest upon me." - 2 Corinthians 12:9
I am Jim. I am a weak jar of clay that wishes (and often pretends) to be a vessel of Titanium. And yet, clay as I am, the surpassing power of God in Christ would dwell inside of even me?
My name is Jim Powell and I am what I am:
A weak husband of a beautiful but also weak wife (Kori).
A weak father of 3 glorious, though weak, children (Lina '02, Meggie '04, and Nate '06).
A weak pastor of a pure, though weak, church (Cornerstone PCA, Center Valley, PA).
A church planter of a (yet to be birthed) churchplant that I pray will be filled with people who know they are weak and rest on a strong gospel as they engage a weak culture craving any form of strength...
I am what I am. Welcome to my virtual world... a place in which I will surely be weak in application, humor, efficiency and content. But I will be what I am. To God be the glory in Christ alone.
Jim Powell is currently thankful to be serving as Assistant Pastor of Cornerstone Presbyterian Church in Center Valley, PA (a North East secular culture he feels called to live for) - and is a church planter in the Presbyterian Church in America.
MA History and Political Science, Carson-Newman College 2000
MDIV Trinity Evangelical Divinity School, 2003
Pastor, Harmony PCA, Kingsport, TN 2003-2006
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March 14th, 2011 at 12:47 pm
When I read your poem my soul rejoiced! Beautiful! I love who our Jesus is and what he left here for us!