Linda J. Humes

For thou hast possessed my reins: thou hast covered me in my mother’s womb. Psalm 139:13 KJV

Lord,

     In the drifting tides of time – you knew me.

     You were preparing a way – for such a time as this.

     What do you see in this tarnished,

               broken vessel.

     Why did you give so very,

               very much for me.

     What do you see, Lord?

     What do you see?

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My Child,

     I see the saints – generations passed –

               paving a way for you.

     I see your family – speaking God’s Word –

               protecting your days.

     I see a child growing – strong in me –

               strong In love – strong in compassion.

     I see a vessel of clay – not broken, but repaired.

     I see a tender heart – humbled by a life of trials –

               fought and conquered – through me.

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And I see tarnished, broken vessels –

     waiting for you –

     to breathe hope and life –

     into them.

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I see you, Child – going forth –

     to be my hands, my words –

     repairing those tarnished broken vessels.

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Just as another came to you –

    the night you first called –

               My Name.

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Written 10/20/1994

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Tags: Broken, Child, Clay, Compassion, Generations, Healed, Heart, Humble, Love, See, Strength, Strong, Tender, Vessel