Kaleidoscope

Life is like the tide that ebbs and flows.

Emotions run high emotions run low,

Therefore so our lives go.

Life is like the intricacies

The kaleidoscope weaves,

Bits and pieces of broken glass

Many shapes and colors

Tumbling, falling into perfect place.

When viewed through the tunnel

Of mirrored walls,

What beauty the eye beholds

As the broken glass tumbles and falls.

Life is painful, sorrowful

And yet joyful if we allow

The Master to take control.

‘Tis beauty we see

Down the mirrored walls.

The intricate patterns

Of broken, colored glass

As it tumbles and falls.

Without the brokenness,

There would be no beauty at all,

Just one piece of solid glass.

Therefore, my friend hold on,

For in the end it will have been

Worth it all.

Just then

I heard His still small voice

Whisper to my heart, “Trust Me”.

Put all your trust in Him.

He loves you

He waits for you.

Romans 5:3, 4

And not only so, but we glory

in tribulations also: knowing that

tribulations worketh patience;

and patience, experience;

and experience, hope:

2 Corinthians 12:9a

My grace is sufficient for thee:

for my strength is made

perfect in weakness.

Author: Diane Wise Copyright ©2008

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