It was only for a few minutes.
Really.
I should have been ok
for a little garden work.
But I had pushed
my limits
beyond the boundaries.
And I collapsed on the chair, willing the tears away as I closed my eyes.
Into the haze there whispered a voice I recognized so well, asking me to open my eyes and look around me. I saw the dew drops sparkling white all around me.
Yes, I know. I see the beauty. What is it that you are asking of me Lord?
And then, I saw a strange sparkling, different than the rest. For a full minute, one of the drops of dew sparkled golden, gleaming and beaming straight at me. And a hope rose in my heart, in spite of the pain. I remembered all the words. I remembered my Lord's promises. . . .
"More precious than gold"
"Of greater worth than gold"
You might say it was just the angle of my head, or the glint through the haze. I know the reasons. But I also know the ways of ONE so glorious that He tilts the earth,
and spins the clouds, and raises the dew,
for the eyes of His Beloved,
so that we would look up
and catch HIS gaze
calling us closer to His heart.
"The decrees of the Lord are firm,
and all of them are righteous. They are more precious than gold,
than much pure gold;
they are sweeter than honey,
than honey from the honeycomb."
Golden Dew
How Long, Oh Lord?
The pain wraps around me
And I am felled
Like a tree toppled, thudding
As it drops to the ground.
The pain wraps around me
And I am felled
Like a tree toppled, thudding
As it drops to the ground.
The questions swirl
Heavenward, in the morning
Dew, light swimming
Around my foggy eyes
As they narrow and shut.
“Open your eyes.”
The order comes at me
Like a voice from
The sky, and I scrunch
The sweat off my face
As I try to gaze out.
While the pain throbs
I see what had lain
Hidden before me:
Sparkles gathered on
Every blade of grass
And each leaf tip.
Colors shimmering
White and bright, twinkle
From the warm sun’s
Beckoning to waken
The early morning life.
“But one drop.”
Voice urges again
To see with new eyes
A Drop of Glory catches
The sun but won’t let go
And reflects a Golden ray.
My pain remains
Underneath a covering
So sweet and exploding with
Glory in my heart
As I have touched Heaven.
How Long, Oh Lord?
While the Glory remains
Your Golden Glory rests
Inside my heart, Heaven
Holds me here.
And I am loved.
--BG
"In all this you greatly rejoice, though now for a little while you may have had to suffer grief in all kinds of trials. These have come so that the proven genuineness of your faith—of greater worth than gold, which perishes even though refined by fire—may result in praise, glory and honor when Jesus Christ is revealed."
Is there a pain gripping you today?
Have you fallen in shame as you pushed the boundaries?
There is a Golden Glory
shining for you to see
A grace given just for you
And a love poured out
To lift your eyes
And catch a glimpse
Of Heaven's Love
Waiting for you.
I am linking this week with:
#LMMLinkup
Meg Weyerbacher, #TeaAndWordTuesday
Debbie Kitterman, #TuneInThursday
#LMMLinkup
Meg Weyerbacher, #TeaAndWordTuesday
Debbie Kitterman, #TuneInThursday