I wanted to come on and thank my blogging friends and followers and wish YOU all a wonderful and thankful day… maybe by writing something profound…. but I have to admit by the time I got here, once the dishes were washed
and all had gone as successful as possible with about four different families, extended and such, all connected by marriage or somehow~ all under the SAME roof….with the usual eggshell walking and family dynamic tensions~ In the end… I felt blessed and yet pretty weary for the wear (having to have worked Wednesday and then knowing that I was back to work for another 8 hours bright and early tomorrow) I have to admit, I didn’t feel too inspired…
And so thought I would just share something I had already written. Sooo, I was going through some of my old poems and songs, and I found this one. It made me realize that I sometimes forget that I am nothing without Calvary. And so as we go around the room and rattle off what we are thankful for…. I am glad I am not so tired to remember the gift that Jesus gave us…. our everlasting life….on a hill far away, on an old rugged cross. And even when I am grouchy or fail to be exactly the person I wish I could be, or don’t get it right… even when others see me as clueless because I don’t see their point of view in exactly the same way… (can ya tell I had a taste of family dynamics along with a helping of cranberry sauce??! smile…)
“HE” sees me soooo differently, not because I am or deserve it… or did anything special other than to simply believe… And for THAT~ I am so grateful!
HOW could I have ever felt uninspired??
About 25 years ago or so, I wrote this song with a friend. We really thought that we were going somewhere. Who knows where “somewhere” ever is? Today was Thanksgiving and I had 20 for the celebration. At first, I was overwhelmed but then I got into it. My daughter peeled 10 pounds of potatoes! Later, when I realized that we had no center pieces, she actually gathered all the candles I had in the house, filled glasses with popcorn and went out and hunted down some pretty cool looking pinecones… and then for free… with what we had in the house, she made these beautiful centerpieces that looked like they had been ordered!
My husband went and got tables and chairs… my sister who is usually the first to leave, stayed and helped clean till the very end… everyone pitched in. I got up at 4AM and I am just checking in to say Happy Thanksgiving to all of you who I have met here that I am truly thankful for. And the fact that I am so unworthy of all I have and yet HE blesses me anyway!
Here is the poem…
Just a pebble in my own life
scarred and scratched upon the sand
but then you found me worthy
it’s still hard to understand
You refined the roughened edges
brought a glow for all to see
and yet you used my broken life
Jesus, all in spite of me
Chorus: I can hear you softly saying Little Jewel shine for Me Little Jewel shine for me
So unworthy in my own eyes
still uncut within your hands
like a jewel amidst the pebbles
hidden in the rocky sand
So unworthy in my own life till you died and set me free so you died for just a pebble made a jewel on Calvary!
Words by Diane Griffin ’85 Music by Linda Hurst