Let His work be Finished in you
I started writing this just for some fun. However, I am working at looking for the spiritual applications of my many a wandering thought. This one was not to hard to do. We all have our own opinion of ourselves. Some are heady and think themselves better than others. Some go the other route and think themselves worthless and of less importance than those around them.
All I can say is that in God's eyes you are priceless. He has a great plan for you. Think yourself better than others? He will work at getting you to humble yourself and submit to His will for you. Think you are worthless, He will work in your life to help you see that you have a great value.
We must not pride ourselves in any way. All we have is because of God and His working in our life.
A Symbol of Love
All I can say is that in God's eyes you are priceless. He has a great plan for you. Think yourself better than others? He will work at getting you to humble yourself and submit to His will for you. Think you are worthless, He will work in your life to help you see that you have a great value.
We must not pride ourselves in any way. All we have is because of God and His working in our life.
A Symbol of Love
This space is so dark and confining
To be released from this prison I am pining
I begin to formulate a daring plan
Building strength to escape has already began
I plant my feet and push with all my might
These confining walls I will attempt to fight
It takes some time but I feel them beginning to give
I dig deep for more strength for my will is to live
I’m FREE!
Free of the prison that so encased me
I look around from my perch and see so many others which
brings such glee
Time passes and we all continue to grow
However, differences in us begin to show
Some are tall and are getting a rather wide girth
Others are slim and small, sticking close to the earth
Why?
Why have I developed so?
What is my purpose? Why is my development slow?
I do not resemble the others I see
So many around me seem to live a life that is carefree
They sway this way and that with a slight change in the
wind’s direction
But it takes quite a hit before I submit to its connection
Around me some have grown and have many a friend
Others have developed a beauty to which no other can contend
I see them bringing joy to so many that stop by
But when they see me… something is awry
They were taken!
Some left just now grasped in the hand of a visitor
Their beauty untold in their new home to administer
They headed my way and my heart leapt with joy
Would they select me as well to their intentions employ?
But alas they recoiled as their hand did draw near
For I struck out and bit them in a moment of fear
Alone… so alone
Time has been passing and my visage to me is grotesque
This body so rough with scars and edges brings me such
distress
I attempt to hide them with what I am given to wear
But now what is this? I have these growths’ that I cannot
hide! What Despair!
Visitors!!
It has been a while since I have seen such a couple
They lay down a blanket, have lunch and then snuggle
Oh that I could be down there as one of the many
That soften the surroundings and make their rest heavenly
I watch as the man and woman get up and go for a stroll
They stop and she points at me on top of this knoll
Oh the disgust that she must have for my appearance
The beauty to all around them I must be an interference
NO! Say it is not so, he is headed my way!
For my blight to this scene I am about to pay!
He has reached in his pocket and pulled out a weapon
The look on his face though is an odd expression
BEWARE! I want to cry for in fear I do bite
It is not my intention to those who come near me to smite
He kneels down and takes hold of me with such a gentle touch
A quick thrust of the blade and a piece of me in his hand he
does clutch
He stands and is leaving, oh how she must be grieving
That I am still here and only a part of me he is retrieving
I see her face now and it is a glow with delight
Thoughts of confusion flood my mind at the sight
She throws her arms around him in a lover’s embrace
The emotions of joy and love written all over her face
He hands her my part and to her face she does draw it
I cringe as I await the shrill scream she will soon emit
For my edges are sharp even on the part she does hold
This action of hers to me is rather bold
Oh Joy! Oh Rapture! This moment I will forever capture
For the view of myself I so long ago did fracture
Yes, I have parts that are rough and to some horrendous
But as time has passed, changes came that were stupendous
A fragrance quite pleasant can be smelled atop this knoll
Many a couple have stopped and detoured to here on their
stroll
I have become an image, an often searched for icon of love
Many joyous events I have been a part of
I am the first thought of when there is a lover’s holiday
And I am now the centered addition to many a flower display
I am coveted above any other that has an inherent beauty
To be a symbol of love is my assigned duty
I am a rose
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