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A Perfect Diamond: Forged Under Pressure
Pressured to Shine
One rough coal lump I am
Refined in hard times untold
Changed by the winds of circumstance
So light shines through my soul.
Tears of pain endless
More love that's lost than gained
Withheld and dealt as punishment
As the blast crumbles me
Smaller pieces chipped away
You already paid the price for me
To be redeemed by tenderness
And ever desiring more.
Designed for such a destiny
Created by Divine will
Broken hearts once debris
Yet now yielded and still
I wait, sometimes impatiently
You gently pull the weeds
Till the soil faithfully
Straighten out my rocky lot.
In your time seed planted
Begins to bud, then bloom
I can hardly reason why
You even bother with me
No one else will do
In time a harvest will be found
In places once quite small
I see another form take shape
Like You, I want them all
To flourish and take upwardly
A finer life than this
To take my hands and pick me up
You are always there for me
Please give your call to wholeness
Nuture sweetly, as they heal
Rebuild, all of their shattered dreams
As now know only You can
Your humble servant now I bow
No treasures mine to bring
All in Your Master Plan
You taught my soul to sing
Created a diamond out of dust
Pressured, tried and new
And didn't take the flaws away
Used them all to reflect You.
If That's What It Takes
In my life, there have been too many situations in which I fail to see the master plan.
I have been gifted to orchestrate people and projects in my life. I have a tendency to get so caught up in where I am going that I want to keep the momentum. My Creator knows this, and carefully designs obstacles that are placed at the juncture of my self-sufficiency.
I was in Shane Company, a local diamond store recently. While wandering through the store, I began to think about all of this. When experts look at a diamond, they see every flaw. With an untrained eye and without a magnifying glass, you can't really see them. They still reflect light brilliantly as they are faceted to reflect light back from each angle, but the more perfect diamonds are the most valuable.
As I am chiseled into the brilliant diamond each of us may someday become, I am reminded that once I started out as a mere piece of coal. It is by the constant attention of the Master Designer that we begin to fully reflect the dimensions that were intended.
I don't like pressure, it causes me to squirm and resist and eventually buckle. I know my weaknesses, and sometimes give way to shame from my earlier days. I was trained that way. I accept it now, and am learning not to defend the reality of them when they arise. Through vulnerability, both I and those who walk with me whether near or far, find comfort.
I am learning also, to care less often about the wrong ways certain people evaluate me. My heart is full of love to the very core. It is their loss (and mine in a small way) if they choose another's manipulation and avoid me altogether through misrepresentation of my character and motives.
Primarily some cheat relationships that are beneficial in a world that is so needful of care. I accept their choice to travel a different road, but lament what could have been. Sorry for the difficulty folks, but I am not here to be a convenience or chattel for your monopoly game.
I believe that some are given tough roads for a reason. When coal is being mined, I imagine it isn't an easy work for anyone involved. Coal is blasted, picked at, tossed in troughs and wheeled away for refining. It is used for fuel, and reduced to ashes in the process.
I can relate to the process; I think I have an idea of what the Master is after. I imagine He places the facets of each diamond specifically, and He also knows the flaws, but chooses to continue mining us for our good and His purpose. I am not finished or expecting perfection, just waiting for more light to to be revealed!