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Written June 2013

by    Stella C Mitchell

Treasures hidden in the depths of earthen vessels -
Disguised as objects thought of little worth - or forged on
Anvils - hard and callous - where hammer blows have done
Their worst - Only objects that are useful - fit to grace the King's
Domain - are crafted through the trials and  burdens -
Or gilded by the works 
Of pain .

Such is life of any value - lain submissive by the blows - knowing 
That each stroke will furnish - something from which power flows -
Blow on blow - the sparks are flying - cry on cry - the metal yields 
Hotter - hotter - burns the fire - in which is forged - the
Mighty Sword - and the 
Shield .

Faith can see beyond the sawdust - where the blood of martyrs lay -
See into the Heavenly vistas - knowing there will come a day - when 
The tears will be forgotten - and the struggles are no more - when the fight
For our salvation - rests upon that distant shore  - and the frame - once
Marred and broken - shines with Heavenly glory bright - knowing
This will be forever - when Earthly Wrongs are 
Set to Right 


When I fall asleep in this world and wake up in heaven , it will be 
such a happy time for me . ..no more sorrow , pain or tears  ...
and I want everyone to be happy for me me ...no sad faces .
just to have you think kindly of me - in spite of all my faults
and failures ...For those , please forgive me , and 
release me , as I do you ....

For then I will sail to brighter skies - where 
There - my friends - are no Goodbyes - 
Just sweet ...Hello - my friends -
Hello .

God bless you all 
Stella ><


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