These Are My JOTtings, Part #2

Shakespearean Sonnet: "Valued as We Are"

Great gifts God made when He made you and me.
Each brokenness creates mosaic rare.
These days of life are tools eternally,
creating lasting portraits over there.

Each pain may seem as refuse, that is gone.
So lost the days when none could bring us aid,
but ev'ry day the Lord has given dawn
to show us Hope for we have Christ obeyed.

O, when will Christ return to take us Home
for days down here seem awful and unkind.
Offenses may be filling up a tome,
but weapons formed against us God will bind.
(Isaiah 54:17)

The picture now's a shadow, yet unseen
to free us from ourselves, emotions wean.

by Jay O’Toole
on May 19th, 2021