This might be what I started as, but make no mistake this is not how I am living, nor is how I will end.
TRANSFORMATION
We begin as a rough
and will end as a gem
but between rough and gem
are
chippings
crushings
sanding
reshaping
firing
fitting
we don't always understand
appreciate
or want
the process
we may think it unfair
wonder why and question God
He allows it
He orchestrated it
I am fearfully
and wonderfully made
Made for this
to start as this
to go through this
I cannot see the end
we look toward the end
and we cannot see it
and wish to be somewhere
in between
after rough
and before gem
right after beginning and
long before middle
So when the storm is raging
and chips begin to fly
from you fine ass form
from the brutality of the Process
and blinds your bestfriend
or cuts your sister under the eye
just remember
the gem He sees
in His hand
is already perfected
awaiting placement
in a finished band.
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