A Psalm of Beauty, To The God of Glory.
Susan Vaughan Shumake
April 4, 2023
Oh my Beautiful glorious Abba Father, and to You glorious Son of God, Jesus Christ, And to You precious Breath of God, Most Heavenly Holy Spirit. who are Everlasting and ever Shining, Brilliant Bright, and Lovely, full of Glory. To you, I write this Psalm of Beauty, because of Your Beauty. Because of Your Beautiful Love. I am in awe of Your Majesty. I worship You in Wonder. I lift my heart in Love. You are The Alpha and Omega, The Beginning and The End, The Now and Forevermore, The Great and Everlasting, Living One, Holy God of all Creation. I praise You for Your marvelous Words, and for Your wonderful Works among men. You calm our hearts in the storm. You refresh our souls in the desert. You comfort us in our winter’s cold. You make our crooked paths straight, And our bumpy roads are made smooth. You care for us and You carry us, When we are Broken, burdened, and bruised. You have come among us, to Live among us. Bought by the price of Your blood, Given as a gift of Your Love, that we might each become gifts of Love. You were The One, Broken first. Broken, in our Broken world. Broken for us. To rescue, and to redeem, Your Remnant You felt the pain of rejection, You felt the shame of abuse. You were The One, who was Broken, so all who are Broken, may be Healed So Your Beauty, and Glory may be revealed. We are all Broken pieces of pottery; Broken pieces of clay, shattered through a process of pain Beautifully fastened together and waiting to be made whole again by Your Golden threads of Love. Your Glorious light within our darkness shines, gleaming through our frailty and bursting through our Brokenness. We are molded in Your presence, by your presence, refined by fire. You're Golden light of Love melds our Broken places together, Burning the old leaving the Beauty of Gold. Only through fiery trial. Creating something lovely and new, Holy and true within us. Our Brokenness becomes Your loveliness. Our loveliness is Your Heavenly glory shining within each one of us and telling a story. We are intricately woven and pieced together, held together by Your love, Your majesty. It is the Glory of God within us, keeping us, holding us, healing us, reaching out through us to those around us, watching us. We are Your Beautiful Believers. Oh Heavenly LORD of Hosts, in Your Glorious Majesty, Let my Scars of Gold, shine for Your glory and Your Beauty, to all who hear my testimony. The words of my heart are Yours, Father God. I praise You for my life. I give to You my life. Let me know Your Path of Life. Let my Life Be, A Psalm of Beauty, To The God of Glory.
