Grace - Poem by Jason Dixon
The lord was walking around his garden when a smile came upon his face.
Not one of these can be duplicated, not one can be replaced.
But then he took one of his favorites
And plucked it with his hand
And said you must leave me for a while, though you may not understand.
You see it's just not fair to hide you, and keep you just for me.
Even though it hurts I must send you out for all the world to see.
So the Lord put the flower into this world, but it started just as a seed.
And the beautiful flower that the Lord once knew resembled nothing more than a weed.
Through life's troubles and temptations it's beauty faded away.
And now the little flower was to ashamed to even bow and pray.
Until one day the winds of life finally blew the flower away.
And all it could do as it tossed about was cry out, help me Father I pray!
And at that moment the Lords hand came down, and planted it firmly in the ground.
And the old weed that the world once knew was nowhere to be found.
Once again it was the beautiful flower.
that the Lord had known and loved.
And it spent the remainder of it's years praising the Lord above!
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