Thank you for this torn

And most all beauty, in the deepest sense of things, comes with 

pain.  The Life He gave, came through thorns and a cross.  I 

discover life when in acceptance, I listen to what pain teaches me.   

I heard this beautiful older worship song, by Twyla Paris,

 that ministered to my heart.  Also, another song, too.

Father You Are


This Thorn

Thank you for this torn 

embedded in my flesh

I can feel the mystery, 

my spirit is made fresh

You are sovereign still 

and forever wise

I can see the miracle

 opening my eyes

To a proud heart 

so quick to judge

Laying down crosses 

and carrying grudges

The veil has been torn

And I thank you for this thorn

Thank you for this thorn

 fellowship of pain

Teaching me to know you more

 never to complain

Thank You for this love 

planted in my side

Faithful patient miracle

 opening my eyes

I never thought I'd say

 it without reservation

But I am truly grateful

 for this piercing revelation

Of a proud heart

 so quick to judge

Laying down crosses

and carrying grudges

The veil has been torn

And I thank you for this thorn

And if You chose to take it,

 I will praise You

And thank You for the healing

 in Your name

But if it must remain,

 I thank You for Your rod

Evidence of Father-love

 for a child of God

I join You in sorrow

So much less than 

You have borne

And I thank you,

 really I thank You

Lord I thank You,

 I thank You for this thorn

~Paris Twila 

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