The Glue of God

Right from the start, my soul’s been glued to God,
we’re held together by a special glue,
God is the norm with me, sin is what's odd,
whatever’s glued to God, I know is true.

The glue of God is given to me by grace,
God sends it with His Spirit from above,
glued to my self’s the image of His face,
glued to my soul, His Eucharist of love.

Christ in His Host stands up to our inspection,
He glues our faith together in my heart,
as Paul said of faith in His Resurrection:
together it all holds or falls apart.*

Your love, Your grace, Your Host, Your face--all glue
that keeps me, Lord, forever stuck on You.

* 1 Cor. 14:15

                             by Pete Voelz     11/5/14