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Array ( [sid] => 173983 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => NOTHING HAPPENS TILL ITS BROKEN [time] => 2012-10-10 14:36:52 [hometext] => No blessing without brokenness [bodytext] =>



Nothing happens till its broken and made fit,-
The soil is broken open to take in
The precious seed that will produce the wheat
By breaking the tougth seed corn's shell and skin.

Nothing happens till the grapes are crushed,
And beat relentlessly within the pit,
Or in high vats are tossed around and smashed,
To yield good wine for mankind's benefit.

Naught happens till the olive fruit is pressed,
To yield the wholesome and nutricious oil.
To gratify and pleasure host and guest.
Yet only after ardent human toil.

Cracked open are the shafts of bluff and mine,
To bring forth precious metals, ores or salt,
Compelled to yield their substance crystalline
In harsh procedures, tiresome and bold.

Oyster shells are broken open wide
To give the gleaming pearl up within,
To make the jewellery collector's pride,
Or grace the neck of princess or of qeen.

And broken is the fierce rebellious steed
'Ere it is fit to serve the charioteer,
T'is broken - Lo!- regardless of its breed
To make it for the rider fit to steer.

.And broken was the jar of alabaster,
Its perfume, nard and fragrance to release,.
To consecrate before His death the Master,,
The King -Priest, Savior, and Prince of Peace..

Thank thus the Lord for breaking what does need
A breaking for is His purposeful design,
Though there be tears and human hearts may bleed,
And thus be part of His great scheme divine..

Brokenness alone brinigs you were HE
Desires you for growth and strength to be,
For in the depth and dark of brokenness,
Stripped of all pride and self-sfficiency
He can now use you as His instrument to bless.

(c) Elizabewth Dandy



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NOTHING HAPPENS TILL ITS BROKEN

Contributed by Elizabeth_Dandy on Wednesday, 10th October 2012 @ 02:36:52 PM in AEST
Topic: spiritual






Nothing happens till its broken and made fit,-
The soil is broken open to take in
The precious seed that will produce the wheat
By breaking the tougth seed corn's shell and skin.

Nothing happens till the grapes are crushed,
And beat relentlessly within the pit,
Or in high vats are tossed around and smashed,
To yield good wine for mankind's benefit.

Naught happens till the olive fruit is pressed,
To yield the wholesome and nutricious oil.
To gratify and pleasure host and guest.
Yet only after ardent human toil.

Cracked open are the shafts of bluff and mine,
To bring forth precious metals, ores or salt,
Compelled to yield their substance crystalline
In harsh procedures, tiresome and bold.

Oyster shells are broken open wide
To give the gleaming pearl up within,
To make the jewellery collector's pride,
Or grace the neck of princess or of qeen.

And broken is the fierce rebellious steed
'Ere it is fit to serve the charioteer,
T'is broken - Lo!- regardless of its breed
To make it for the rider fit to steer.

.And broken was the jar of alabaster,
Its perfume, nard and fragrance to release,.
To consecrate before His death the Master,,
The King -Priest, Savior, and Prince of Peace..

Thank thus the Lord for breaking what does need
A breaking for is His purposeful design,
Though there be tears and human hearts may bleed,
And thus be part of His great scheme divine..

Brokenness alone brinigs you were HE
Desires you for growth and strength to be,
For in the depth and dark of brokenness,
Stripped of all pride and self-sfficiency
He can now use you as His instrument to bless.

(c) Elizabewth Dandy







Copyright © Elizabeth_Dandy ... [ 2012-10-10 14:36:52]
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Re: NOTHING HAPPENS TILL ITS BROKEN (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Wednesday, 10th October 2012 @ 11:57:48 PM AEST
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Beautiful wrte my dear friend..
Awesome work
huggs, blessings,
emy


Re: NOTHING HAPPENS TILL ITS BROKEN (User Rating: 1 )
by northernlights on Friday, 12th October 2012 @ 02:08:30 AM AEST
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Great subject to write about and very relevant.The most beautiful examples of strength of human spirit can come from those who have been broken through life in one way or another,You have brought this concept to the fore through great images and examples presented with the underlying openness of heart that is needed to bring gems to the surface of life to shine.




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