It can be painfully awesome when we run our race – this pain can cut our pace. Yet we must go on to the finish line, we can do this by His grace.
For sure, we can gain from our pain if we press long enough. Similarly, It can be painfully awesome when we endure the seas as they get rough – and life gets tough. Sooner or later we’ll recognize that sorrow is better than laughter, though we only realize this after.
It’s funny how the saddest stories can have the most beautiful endings, and the heaviest rains can be most mending. Consider that men hardly grow in good times, yet when the storms rage – we learn how to climb. You can harness beauty from the deep, though beauty can be costly when slopes are steep.
Hear my rhyme, amidst your crying. God’s towel specializes in drying crying eyes. His steadfast love can never fail, though we weep, and though we wail, yet God’s warriors must prevail. Inhale, exhale, and keep on pressing, learning every lesson. Listen to my song, though your longing may be long – but be strong.
Diamonds In The Deep
The most beautiful diamonds come from way beneath the earth. Take some time and ponder on the jewellery of our hurt, how precious is the furnace that smelts us from the dirt, to establish our worth. The truth is that beauty is a product of our ashes, as God watches.
Cogitate a little longer, endurance is the key to get stronger. Contemplate and wait, for the road to heaven is narrow and straight. It’s never late to awake the potential you possess, and to undress your best. It is a blessing to be buried, that as a seed you might grow, and as a vessel you might row. Know this, that a heart’s crunch is the delicacy of Most High, and that He hears every sigh, ever being by. Keep leaping, over pricks and thorns, and bulls with horns, Christ will tend your wounds when you get torn.
His Grace Will Fill Your Taste
He’ll feed you in the brook, in the cave of your cares, My God is a Keeper through the years. His grace will fill your taste, and outpace you – His Love will win the chase. Embrace, the place that wounds you the most, for bread is tasty when it’s toasted, and meat is toothsome when it’s roasted.
In scar wars, scars are signs you’ve been trained, and nail prints tell you have been slain. Stand still, and girth the loins of your will, For He will keep you until, His will be done, and His Kingdom come. Comes what may, His grace, your taste, let them unite upon your plate.
Never Conclude
There is no end when you walk with God, come with Him in one accord. I pray you keep on pressing, and harness beauty in the deep, may you keep undressing the warrior underneath. It is painfully awesome to endure the seas as they get rough, yet when it’s tough, Our Strong God is enough.
