Wednesday, February 23, 2011

The Pleasure of Joy

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It was there all along.
Waiting, dormant, yearning to be
Uncovered.
Layer upon layer.
Anger, mistrust, grief, envy
Continually threatened to choke it out,
To tamp it down, to crush and curse any type of growth.

But then, just a Hand, scooping out all this
Poor soil, filled with mildew and maggots and must,
He found that buried treasure.
The gleaming gift of gold, enfolded in fine linens
And ornate tapestries that tell the story of everlasting life.
JOY was unwrapped.
Startlingly brilliant,
Completely unvarnished
With unceasing depth and brilliant clarity.
There all along, just needing to be
Unearthed and delivered through this
Refined heart of mine.

I'm linking up with Dayle at Simple Pleasures.
Project Simple Pleasures2
Linking up with Emily at if eden murmurs.





22 comments :

  1. This is beautiful Jen! The perfect words to end my day...
    Blessings!

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  2. Ahhhhhhhh....
    I need to past this off to a friend!

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  3. smiles...sometimes our soil just needs to be tilled for a heart to grow...nice verse...

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  4. Beautiful words for today, thank you for sharing.
    Sue

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  5. Thank you, again Jen, for sharing your beautiful poetry!

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  6. Beautifully written Jen!!
    It's true..sometimes we need to dig deep to uncover the blessing we don't even realise is there! Praise the Lord.
    bless you..Trish

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  7. I like this side of your writing:) and I love things written about soil, us and God. Don't know why - beautiful!

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  8. Beautiful....and such a life treasure, He reached down for us!

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  9. This is simply inspired. I so admire your ability to write like this. I did not get that gift.

    This once buried and tarnished vessel truly LOVED your post.

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  10. Such beautiful words, with such rich meaning. They're true of most people, too if only we'd dig past the surface.

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  11. Look at you. I don't think I've read poetry from you before, Jen!

    "Poor soil, filled with mildew and maggots and must,". Love the description.

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  12. Yes, the joy is there. Hidden, buried, beyond our sight sometimes, but it is there.

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  13. oh friend, i've been digging in this soil, and slowly unwrapping... i love how you describe this. i love meeting you. thank you so much for sharing. xo

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  14. I love reading this from you...I love hearing you speak in a new way...so powerful Jen...just gorgeous and beautiful and true and you!

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  15. This is so very beautiful!!!! You are so gifted girlfriend!!!!

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  16. Hi Jen,
    Your poem is very moving and I am touched by it.God has given you a beautiful gift and you speak to our hearts with it.
    God Bless
    Barb from Australia

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  17. I love this, Jen. No matter what's going on around me, the joy of the Lord gets me through it.

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  18. i love these words, Jen. So beautiful. I too long to unwrap that joy.
    -Mel

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