Jewels

I don’t often write—let alone share—poetry, but today I felt lead to share a sample. It was written a few years back in another country by what feels like another person, but the truth of what God was showing me at the time remains unchanged. Hope it speaks to someone.


 

Jewels

“Why me?” I cry to God

Under the weight of pain.

“It’s too hard, it’s not fair,

I’ll never make it,” I complain.

.

So lost in me, I think

That no one suffers as I do.

“No one knows or cares.

No one know what I go through.”

.

“Not so,” You tell me.

“Did I not suffer and die?

I Who bore the sins of man,

Who knows more so than I?

.

“I Who raise the dead to life,

And turned water into wine,

Whose love required sacrifice—

I know what’s best for Mine.

.

“For the promise of glory,

I suffered willingly.

I place hard things in your life

To make you more like Me.

.

“Show Me what you’ve lost,

I’ll show what you’ve gained.

From my hand, dear child,

I give jewels out of pain.

.

“You won’t find them in your scars,

But in the days ahead you’ll see

From the suffering of today,

I’ve sown seeds that honor Me.”

.


“Jewels” Copyright Meagan Briggs 2011

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One comment on “Jewels

  1. Francis Madler says:

    Your writing today reminds me of a lady that has a close relationship with Jesus. Keep pressing in.

    Like

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