Up in Heaven there was a stir.
Angels sang you to sleep at night,
Lying in your cradle, surrounded by light.
You grew strong and began to talk,
God held you up as you started to walk.
Your tiny heart became much more,
It stayed tender and had great things in store.
There was a twinkle in your eye,
You knew, one day, you’d reach the sky.
Outgrew your shelter and moved on,
The door opened, and you were gone.
Tossed into our world, one of despair,
But you looked at it and invited it with care.
Your heart saw the hurt and felt the pain,
You’d spread the word that there was so much to gain.
Though confidence came through grace,
You couldn’t deny the concern on your face.
Pushing on, to lift us up,
Praying to Christ, He’d fill your cup.
Wandering through chaos, serving God in a storm,
Upon your back, wings began to form.
They didn’t cross your mind at all,
Too busy you were, responding to the call.
Once while following a path Jesus had shown,
You came across a tiny stone.
Plain and ordinary, but it caught your eye,
Couldn’t avoid it, couldn’t walk by.
Picked it up, holding it in your hand,
It seemed unfitting in this land.
With it, you could not part,
So you carried it along, set deep in your heart.
The stone was heavy, but you didn’t mind,
Moving forward, treating it kind.
It was cold to you, rough and gray,
Determined as ever, in your heart it would stay.
Maybe you saw a diamond in the rough,
Because you kept it with, though times were tough.
The pebble struggled, tried to get out,
Your love held it tight, so it began to pout.
The battles grew long and the pain great,
One day, finally, you reacted too late.
Your heart began to burn and cry,
The pebble, you worried, was soon to die.
You brought it out, distraught as ever,
What took place, you could’ve imagined never.
Gasp, for what you see leaves you amazed,
Slipping into wonder, you are dazed.
The stone was gone without a trace,
But something beautiful was left in its place.
A tiny gem, a jewel so bright,
It glistens in the morning light.
It’s smooth as silk but hard as glass,
The presence it emanates will not pass.
Though tender still,
This gem has will.
Begging to dance on petals and leaves,
Into your mind an idea weaves.
You’d grown attached to the stone once cold,
Refusing it independence, keeping it in hold.
The gem has learned over the days,
To follow along with your ways.
Your heart opens to it,
But the gem’s will won’t fit.
It’s demanding to travel so it can see,
The gem must learn, before it goes free.
It’s heavy, but it, you will bring,
Your heart is joyous as you tuck it under your wing.
Busy tending to the ugly pebble with forgiveness and with love,
You hadn’t noticed you’d been blessed with wings in full glory from above.
The stone had transformed into a jewel,
But God had a secret plan and it is He who does rule.
You understood His plan involved things that grew,
You didn’t understand one of the things was you.
I hope you learned your gift from the Lord,
For into you, His Spirit He poured.
You can see what no one else can,
And you do all for the Son of Man.
By picking up a stone, you made it new,
I’m forever grateful… I owe my life to you.