Broken Glass

Broken glass shattered and torn

Broken glass how long will you mourn?

You protected ever so faithfully, the precious rose that stood within

Still you crippled her growth, as her soft petals never felt the full warmth of My touch completely

“Harsh! Crude- that’s what they are!”

That’s what you say, but what does God say? Did you not listen? Did you not hear?

The beauty within will not grow unless your walls are broken

“Let her be, you useless infirmity!”

For I will give her all she needs and keep her from the beasts and weeds!

Beautiful rose, finally free

Beautiful rose made so perfectly

Extend your roots so firmly in Me, for I am the only source of uprightness you will ever need

When the wind blows, you will bend but not break

When the storm clouds pour out its wrath- rest assured, you would not drown in the seas of fury

For you are finally free and protected in me!

Beautiful rose, created by God in His deity

Your false shield is only temporary

How would you know My love, if you never felt it?

How would you worship Me, if you never danced with me?

How can I be God, when this shattered glass became your god?

Arise and sing a new song of praise,

For the chains that once held you bondage are now broken

Feel the mighty wind of heaven’s sound rush through you

Embracing you like a jacket of glory

Finally I have you in my arms to give all what you need

I give you me,

Finally, 

You have me!