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Ouch!! That Hurts!
By: Maxine M.

Just another mountain with granite rock face…a wonder of nature as God decrees
But this one rose above the rest, as grand and noble as you please
Far below, a narrow road curved its way through ponderosa pine trees

It had stood there for centuries, thought that’s ALL it would EVER be
A common ordinary mountain…all geologists would agree
Then one day a man climbed the mountain…breathed its clean air, fresh and free

He looked, examined, pondered…soon called helpers to come & survey
They studied, analyzed, consulted then the mountain heard the man say
This spot has great possibility, truly ideal, think we can start in May

So in early spring of 1927, the mountain felt this sudden “JOLT” in its side
Ouch!! That hurts! What’s happening? You’re hurting me…it insistently cried
Powerful blasts continued, machines sculpturing & carving…oh where can I hide?

Rocks, earth, rubble all removed as daily work progressed
Unheard were the mountain’s groans, its questions never addressed
“Time” stood still but the cliff was totally unaware of how it was being blessed

Then suddenly one day all the grinding, chiseling & blasting came to a stop
Soon all sorts of people were gazing up at this mountain’s top
For a thing of beauty had come about…emerging with each stressful chop

Yes!! This plain “old rock” had become one of America’s favorite shrines
Proud, magnificent, majestic, rising above the skyline & surrounding pines
A stately symbol of our Nation…as freedom & liberty it defines

The mountain rejoiced, knowing the suffering had been worth it all
Amazed the man had seen WHAT was inside that sheer granite wall
Now, in the light of its wonder, the PAIN of sculpturing seemed very small

Like Mt. Rushmore our lives hold a hidden potential only the Creator knows
For it takes “Masterful” hands to SCULPT a spirit before its true beauty shows
He removes the “time worn” rough exterior, molding the inner-person till it glows

There’s a chipping away of those unnecessary qualities we hold so tight
A grinding of stubborn areas till they are gleaming bright
Trimming & paring of prejudice, hatred, bias…the whole time lamenting our plight

Do we have habits, attitudes that require a full “dynamite blast”?
Is a rearrangement of priorities or a softening of a heart in the forecast?
Does “Ouch, Lord, that hurts” roll off our tongue as these “remaking” days fly past?

Now the Master RESHAPES through trouble, distress…all those problems we hate so much
Then SANDS with a pumice of humility, disappointment and such
Chisels away at anger, pride, immorality…and like the mountain, we BEMOAN this painful touch

We too are often UNAWARE of the NEW REDEEMED person He desires to bring about
We MISUNDERSTAND His sculpturing…in our humanity, we pout
But ONE day we’ll see what He sees…HALLELUJAH Shout!!

Now this REBUILDING of our inner being will continue until HIS likeness we display
But PERFECTION won’t be achieved till we rise on our resurrection day
Finally dressed in Incorruption & Immortality, ready for our Heavenly STAY

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