...take up your cross before your crown...

As I was at work today and listening to some sermons online and typing away, I wrote a little poem/lyrical piece that just reflects some thoughts about theology and God. Enjoy. It is about the body.

My body is not my own
I was made in the hands of
Almighty God

These hands, this voice
These legs, this heart
Are gifted

I am like the homeless
Who received a house
To live

Will I not treat it as a precious gift?
Shall it not receive honor as a temple of
the Most High?

Will it not be used as a tool, a weapon
to fight for the Creator's glory

Of this I bow my head
and raise these hands
For thee

But this, not any other
is not my treasure