“When we long for life without difficulties, remind us that oaks grow strong in contrary winds and diamonds are made under pressure.” ~ Peter Marshall, Scottish Clergyman
Written on April 1, 2008
As a diamond entrenched in stone, its beauty withheld from the son’s presence, the world’s firmament; solidified earth, surrounding it. A product of its environment created by overcoming pressure over time, sharp and hardened; originating from decay, a remnant of death.
And yet, when chiseled from its earthly prison, refined and polished, the diamond is a marvelous spectacle. A gem that when introduced to the powerful son, becomes a kaleidoscope of colors and vivid clarity; reflective of the son’s ever-present, glorious rays.
What once was of death now exhibits breath-taking beauty. Once destined to a life under the earth, now is adorned by the wife, its gleam pleasing to the eye of the Husband.
May we all be cut from the rock, emblazoned by the glorious Son, adorned by the wife, and pleasing to the Husband.