Below is one of my favorite poems. This particular one is worth the Pastor’s time to read and contemplate. Likewise, I would recommend it for the pastor’s prayer time. And pastor, if you don’t spend time praying, start doing so today.
Lord, how can man preach thy eternal word?
He is a brittle crazy glass:
Yet in thy temple thou dost him afford
This glorious transcendent place,
To be a window of thy grace.
But when thou dost anneal in glass thy story,
Making thy life to shine within
The holy preacher’s; then the light and glory
More rev’rend grows, and more doth win:
Which else shows waterish, bleak, and thin.
Doctrine and life, colours and light, in one
When they combine and mingle, bring
A strong regard and awe: but speech alone
Doth vanish like a flaring thing,
And in the ear, not conscience ring.
“crazy” = cracked.
“anneal” = burn in colors upon glass