A tribute to pastors for Clergy Appreciation Month
Sharing love and giving hope. That’s what we’re called to do. We have a common mission. We’re a team. The task of serving those we love requires you and me. And that from the beginning was God’s dream.
We share God’s love through what we do. We’re conduits of grace. There is no cause for jealousy. We’re one. And giving hope is how we care. It’s what our world most needs. We’re pastors, chaplains, deacons, priests and nuns.
this was written for the 7th annual clergy appreciation luncheon celebrated at Covenant Living at the Shores where the poet is the fulltime chaplain
She didn’t throw the book at her. The judge showed grace instead. She gave Amber her Bible with a prayer that she would make a brand new start while grounded in God’s Word discovering in prison that God cares.
The victim’s brother didn’t glare. He offered grace instead. He hugged the guilty cop with words of love. That courtroom was a sacred place. Forgiveness was displayed. The hand of justice wore a velvet glove.
Against the backdrop of this crime, God’s grace took center stage. A judge and grieving brother stunned the crowd. Acknowledging the loss of life, both wept devoid of hate and silenced those outside protesting loud.