The Pine Cone
By Lonna Swann
I used to be green, vital and fair, high and bouncing in the breezy air.
How did I get here in the dust this way? When did I get so dull and grey?
I hit the ground on a windy day, I was hurt, I said; “When will all this pain go away?”
I was shocked, dismayed, and angry, it was hard to believe, ”How could this happen to me?”
I laid there awhile trying to understand, this wasn’t in my dreams and certainly not my plan.
Then just as I was beginning to adjust, I was trampled, and driven into the dust
When I was young and growing sleek, lean and full of pride, , I had it all cranked up inside.
Now I’m useless, forgotten, I thought, “Poor me”, I felt like giving up, as low as I could be.
Then a voice in me began to say, “You are very valuable, I know, I made you that way.”
“Who, me? But I am not like I used to be!” “No, I can use you now!” It was about Him, not me!
Not much to look at, trampled and tried, to ready me for God’s purpose, I was special; I cried!
There were seeds of love and greatness in me, that would work to fulfill my destiny.
One day I was found by the side of the road, not much to look at; dull, oddly shaped and old.
He picked me up and re-purposed me, my seeds left behind, grew into a tall, beautiful tree.
So place me high for everyone to see, for like you, I have seeds of love and greatness in me
To remind that God made us perfect, valued within, when I give up my pride,
I‘ll be who I am.
I was placed right here in your hand,
For His purpose and His plan.
1/1/2013
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