I'm a spiritual gem
Nothing I love more than God—
He made me,
moulded me with precision.
When the tides of life toss me
up and down, left and right,
He's there—guiding me,
guarding me.
So in my heart, I built Him
a mansion~
a palace carved of dream and truth,
vast beyond all measure...
a forte of my comfort,
a fortress for my rest,
my quiet haven—
a path that leads me home
to heaven.
His love in me makes me shine—
a sparkling spark
through a crack in the dark cloud,
like stars and moon
etching their light on human hearts,
souls, and spirits.
I'm a spiritual gem~
precious, valuable,
unique and rare,
spirit-filled for:
edification,
sanctification,
and sacred celebration.
I live in peace—not to tease,
but that true friendship might grow,
mirroring not just holiness
but perfection—
a wholeness without flaw.
I believe heaven is real.
So I do good to relieve myself
of the fear of missing heaven.
Goodness flows from my heart
in its purest form—
like snow at dawn,
born from the depth of pain
on a canvas white as lily,
never looking silly,
even when hemmed in by a mountain
of spiritual pollution—
the kind that poisons the mind
against the soul, without solution.
Yet I commune with God alone,
rooted in His Word,
anchored in His promises—
a shield against the devil
and his legion.
Let it be known to all—
I am a spiritual gem.
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