"What's this rhinestone doing here?" I picked up the shiny round thing and placed it on the chair cushion next to the bed. Maybe--it fell off the rhinestone bookmark I was using, and God brought it to me so it can be put back? It's not too hard for God to do something like that, I thought. Let's do that later.
I read the memory passage, "As a father pities his children, so the LORD pities them that fear him," thinking how most people think of "religion" as a citizen-judge thing humans have with an unfeeling divinity, would never understand it to be the father-son relationship God intended it to be.
Even that little rhinestone...wait...I looked at the butterfly bookmark my sister Janice gave me, and sure enough, there was a gap where one stone of that specific color would fit! I picked up the little round piece and carefully put it into the bald spot--perfect! Thank you, Father! The lyrics of a children's chorus, "When He Cometh" came rushing to me. God would One day make up precious jewels for His crown.
What was that verse? I was in the middle of my quiet time, but I turned to Malachi 3:17, since it talked about God making up jewels. But the last half of the verse made me smile. God was saying He would spare them as a man spares his own son that serves him.
It was as if my Heavenly Father was whispering, "Yes, I saw the rhinestone, and I saw your Father-child thoughts too. And YOU June, are My Rhinestone. I know exactly where you are and belong." God knows sometimes I get in these moods of feeling nobody-loves-me-everybody-hates-me-I-think-I'll-go-eat-worms (okay; it doesn't get that bad). But I really have no right to stay very long in those moods when I have a Heavenly Father Who cares about me like this.
Oh--if you plan to look up the Bible passage, you'll miss it if you're not careful. It's short--altho' larger than a rhinestone--right next to Zechariah, before Matthew!
