Jewelry Box
I tried to put my Jesus in a jewelry box
So I could carry him around
Take him out when I had the time
Marvel at my image of him
I wanted him to be a certain size
Just big enough to make me smile
Genie Sized
Big enough to answer my wishes
Make me feel good about myself
Then I could put him back
Until I needed him again
Out of sight out of mind
Until the troubles came
They always did
I had to sit down
Examine myself
Understand he is more
My Jesus
My Jesus
Cannot be contained
It was my own mind that was constrained
Blocking him out again and again
Boxed within my own doubt
I couldn't see what He was about
It was time for me to let go
Let Him be the Master
There is much I don't know
So I reached out with my mind
To the vastness of Him
Until he occupied
My heart from within
He is the biggest and smallest
Smaller than I can see
Larger than I can imagine
Yet still inside of me
Connecting me to everything
Intimate
Relational
Inspirational
My Jesus
Your Jesus
Knocking at the door
Wanting to be more
Not just a genie
In a pocket
Enclosed in a jewelry box
Jesus
Patiently waits
Stands at your door
Can you hear him knock?
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