Only one grabbed my attention and heart,
Her once grand dress had dulled to a faded pink.
Her face was dark and brooding.
Her hair had been all but lost through her hard years.
She was bald so a little babushka scarf was gently wrapped
about her head which gave her a wild gypsy look.
Do you know which one I chose?
I gently picked her up and whispered
"Nothing bad is ever going to happen to you again."
I paid for her and now she sits regally upon a shelf
in my studio watching all of my daily manovers.
Watching, waiting, living her life in my care.
She understands what is going on and eagerly awaits
the day I will take her down and refashion her into a
beautiful art creation.
And as I write this I think.....
Isn't this a picture of what God did for me,
He chose me apart from the rest,
carries me, holds me, and places me in
his gentle care. He paid for me
and He whispers to me,
"Nothing bad is going to happen to you
that I will not be with you through it all
child of mine."
I wait, I watch Him work in the world
around me. And as bruised and damaged as
I have become, I am not weary because
I can eagerly await the day
when I will be created anew and
given a body that is perfect for eternity.