Grateful
I am grateful as you can surely see as I kneel down
before You on bent knee.
You have loved me through the valley's low and
the mountain's high.
You have opened up my inner eyes to see the beauty
even though there is ugliness of man all around me -
but You have a plan to turn all of our vile ways into the most
striking substances of loveliness because You create order
out of disorder, and what had only the blackness of form
is transformed into more universes, more works of the finest art.
My human self can find no words to describe all of this,
at least not at this present time.
Thank You Lord for Your ultimate sacrifice of
blood, sweat and tears, to be able to rip at our many layers
of skin and unveil us to the the bare, in order that we can become
all that You have made us to be, for You fore knew us and loved
us despite ourselves, and set us forth and abroad in this earthly
school house, for us to try to learn what we can about all that is,
and all that is to be... by knowing that our quests, our
self discovery, our relationships with You and others is something
which is endless.
by S.E. Clark
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