Imprisoned in a rigid shell
Protected from external force
The meat, the heart of the nut
Grew surrounded very well
Defended from all foe
Thinking it was self-contained
It realized not the greater strains
That exert great pressure
Causing change by measure
Beyond what it did know
Fearful of much transformation
Holding sense of stiff control
It toughened more it’s outer shell
Hardened its own heart as well
Thick layers to protect
How can a fruitful lovely tree
Grow from stubborn gnarly seed
That kicks and fights against the goad
Will not open or unfold
Remains hard, unyielding
Not ‘til comes to end of self
When the shell is finally cracked
Can the essence trapped inside
Flavor of the hearty meat
Its blooming be released
What kind of nut am I, LORD
One whose shell is sealed hard
Or willingly a softer kind
Your redemption yields in time
At last a tendered heart
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Matthew 13:15 NKJV
“For the hearts of this people have grown dull. Their ears are hard of hearing, And their eyes they have closed, Lest they should see with their eyes and hear with their ears, Lest they should understand with their hearts and turn, So that I should heal them.’”
Psalms 29:11
“The Lord will give strength to His people; The Lord will bless His people with peace.”
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Very nice Sherry!
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Thank you, Rick! 💞
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