My opinions matter to me
But if I make them
Of my own muck
They are mud pies
Only fit for flinging
At the other children
If, however, I form them
From the berries of God’s truth
Sweetened with God’s love
Wrapped in the crust of Christ’s redemptive work
Baked in the furnace of God’s holiness
They are delicious pies
Fit for sharing
To feed the family
After a square meal of The Word
Words of Worship for God 