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Crystal Treasure

I saw a candy dish in an antique shop Made of delicate glass. But it was chipped where it was dropped, Marring its crystal class . . . But I loved it, and bought it just the same. Later I found an intricate vase, Also flawed with a hair-line crack. It seems that every piece of ornate grace Is damaged in front, or maybe in the back . . . But I loved it, and bought it just the same. Then I thought how God must feel when he looks at us. He created us in His image -- perfect, flawless. But sin, entering through Adam, was passed on to us. Then God picked us up with love in His eyes, And bought us just the same. He went to sacrificial lengths To restore our value, and esteem. This took place at Calvary, where He chose us to redeem. Now, if we believe, we receive, and become His Crystal Treasure . . . A valued prize in His eyes!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 2/19/2011 6:31:00 PM
I am breathless with the beauty of this poem, oh this one goes to my favs, I also explore the antique shops and a chip does not make me hesitate if I love it, the beauty of the piece remains, I love old things, the flaws make them more beautiful to me, much like people~~
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Date: 1/28/2011 5:00:00 PM
An excellent perspective delivered in your work.
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Date: 1/26/2011 6:46:00 AM
Outstanding, Jim. Great analogy. Enjoyed. Be well and have a great day. God bless. Ralph
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