The Creator surveys discards, a junk pile.

Focusing on the abused, minimized, and discarded,

Destined for unknown magnificence and beauty.


Assured in His Mind’s Eye of a vision of luster,

Surely to be restored by His Plan and Touch,

The Creator snatches and rescues them from sure destruction.



The Creator focuses his work:

Shaping, restoring, fitting, polishing,

With others alike.

Each with their unique,

Related purpose and splendor.


His work is hard, dirty, and costly.

But the Creator accomplishes His Vision.


Unseemly combinations,

In unison,

Form a tapestry to His Pleasure.


Such is our life.

His Work.

Our Destiny.
Through Jesus.

Believe in Him.

For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth on him should not perish, but have eternal life.
                 The Book of John Chapter 3, verse 16

My work points all glory, honor, and praise to Him.







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