Sunday, December 13, 2009


What happens if a diamond gets a chip in it? What about a crack? Does it lose all of its value? Diamonds are one of the hardest materials in the world. But even they can crack or chip. So if that happens? Do we toss them aside, sell them, discard them?
Does the diamond still have any value if it is flawed?

Monday, November 30, 2009


What happens when you polish something? What happens when you polish a diamond? Light. Light happens. Light can be reflected. As in, THE Light.

Tuesday, November 24, 2009

God's Chisel

     Please watch this video. This is exactly what I am trying to share with you, this is just a video version of it. I don't make videos, I'm not that talented, but I do write. I use my words, these guys use ... a camera. (And a hammer.)
     I guess what I'm trying to tell you is, that in this video you can actually see how God (theoretically) chisels away all those hard pieces that we don't need. You can visualize Him breaking off the strongholds in your life. You can just imagine Him rat-tat-tapping away the asphalt that has bound you to the road of heartache. Watch the video. Watch it; intently. Yes, it hurts. I know; I've been chiselled on all my life. Haven't you? Sure ya have! It's how we all become His little gems.
     Let's talk about the pain involved. Yes, pain. I hate to hurt and I hate change. I do not adapt to either one very well. In fact, I don't adapt at all. I go kicking and screaming every step of the way, and that only makes it hurt more. You know what I've found? I've found that sometimes, I held on to those boulders that bound my spirit because they gave me comfort. I know it doesn't sound sensible but the fact is-they had been with me for so long, that they were all that I knew. They were mine-a part of me. It's as if they were a part of who I was on the inside; and really, I guess they were. They defined me. Oh! How I was imprisoned! Some of those rocks, those heavy and dirty mounds of coal that had confined me, had become so much a part of my soul that I was left bleeding and torn when they finally fell. Don't get me wrong, Jesus did not leave me in that state. Oh no. He gently carried me to a river where I was nursed by its healing waters. He really did walk with me through the valley. He really did.
     Diamonds do not come out of the ground adorned with store-front brilliance. Their transformation begins as soon as they are taken from the belly of the earth; chipping, chiseling, scraping, drilling, and sanding; man that stuff hurts! So many things in this life, hurt. Take childbirth for instance. Pregnancy is no cakewalk. Then you have to give birth to the baby. Huh? But that hurts!!! Yes, my dear, it does; but look at what a beautiful reward you are blessed with when all the hard stuff is overwith. Look at your reward! A baby. A brand new life, a brand new little being. Oh nothing is more precious. Now look at all the work that it took to get that baby into this world. See where I'm going?
     I confess, I am one of those people that almost always looks at the pain that will be involved, and cringes. It is not easy to keep your eyes on the prize before you. (The Holy Bible, 1 Corinthians 9:24) It is not easy to keep a positive attitude and simply remain thankful for the end  product. It doesn't work that way. There has to be growth. True growth comes when you can look at a situation, know it's going to hurt, and take a deep breath and walk forward. You must go through the "going through" process. Picture a caterpillar that hides away in its chrysallis. It's not exactly just going to pop open and voila! A beautiful butterfly. No, no my dear. There is struggle involved. There is emotional torment sometimes. There is physical pain sometimes. There is unrelenting fear sometimes. But there is always growth. And, if He is your Savior, He will never leave you or forsake you through any of it. (The Holy Bible, Deuteronomy, Joshua, Hebrew)

Chains-Coal; What's In A Name?

I want you to watch this video and listen to this music. I know we are talking about diamonds, and the way they go from being hidden in years of coal and a hardened shell; no, there are no chains involved. So I'm going for some symbolism here, people, ok? I have no more chains. (Meaning, I am no longer bound by the black dirt and coal that once surrounded me.)

Saturday, November 21, 2009

Not Feeling Very Pretty

Well I'm sick again, so I'm not feeling so pretty. My favorite little gems are always pretty, right? So sparkly and twinkly; they make me absolutely googoo. However, they didn't start out that way; remember? Deep in the earth, dirty, etc ...
Well, I haven't washed my hair in two days but I wouldn't say I was dirty. I just don't feel like sparkling. I just want to snuggle up on the couch with my blanket and laptop. Perhaps a little hot apple cider to warm the throat, mmm. Well, diamonds need TLC, too.  The journey to becoming the dazzling paragon of my dreams will involve lots of chipping away of rough and pointy edges. It will involve the breaking off of unnecessary chunks of who knows what all? Sounds like it might hurt a little. So uh, I think I'll just enjoy my day off from the jewelers work bench.
Apple cider, I hear you calling my name.

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

People Can Be Gems, Too

     If you haven't figured it out by now, I'm going to go ahead and tell you. Yes, I do love those sparkly little beauties; but I'm not just talking about the actual stones, when I am talking about diamonds. I am also talking about my personal journey, to become one. No, I do not have some secret wish to become a rock deeply burried beneath the earth's surface. (Though sometimes I wish I lived there.) I'm saying, that I am a child of the most high King, and to Him, I am a treasure.
     I am just figuring this out. I never thought I could really be anything other than plain white trash. Just this year, at a women's conference in Waxahachie, I learned just how much I meant to Him. I truly am a treasure. He thinks a lot of me. (No, I'm not being snobby or self-righteous. He feels the same way about YOU!) I want to be a beauty to Him. I already am. When God the Father looks at me through the cross, he sees beauty. A true gem! And, well, I don't want to be just any gem. I want to be pretty and sparkly just like the ones on that rich lady's hand!
     And so I shall!
     Come with me on my journey to a polished perfection. Oh, and just in case you didn't know, I will never reach a state of perfection while here on this earth. It is only a goal, that I can strive for.

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

How are Diamonds (the actual stones) Made?

     According to, diamonds come from the very bosom of the earth. It takes millions of years to make a diamond. Millions of years, are you kidding me!? Why on earth does it take sooo long to make something so beautiful? If the earth has so many precious little beauties to give us, then why even after they are formed, does it take thousands of years for them to come to the surface? If nature can produce such  beautiful fruits, I would be inclined to think that it would be more willing to share them.
     The word diamond comes from the Greek word "Adamas," which means indestructible. I like that.
I like it a lot.
     Think about it.

What Do They Represent?

     When I think of diamonds, the first thing that comes to mind is Royalty. I'm talking Princess Diana. She was the 'people's princess.' I happen to believe that every girl deserves at least one diamond. I think Princess Diana would have agreed with me.
     Diamonds seem to represent wealth and prosperity. I guess I'm just a romantic kinda gal, because I always look for a deeper meaning in things. Sure, diamonds posess an everlasting beauty, but what did it take for them to become that beautiful? What is the story behind the diamond you have allowed to grace your finger? Did it once belong to a Queen? Was it smuggled into the country by means of someone swallowing a balloon? I like stories, and this 'enquiring' mind wants to know.
     I'm not Royalty, I can assure you. I'm not wealthy or prosperous by the world's standards, but I do own a few diamonds. Why? Because I like the way they make me feel! Because they are so beautiful and shiny. And of course, because my husband says that I deserve them. :)

Thou Coveted Piece of Jewelry

They're not just for Royalty anymore. Every girl deserves a diamond. Wouldn't it be great to be able to hold a handful of baguettes? I can just see myself sifting them through my fingers. What do diamonds stand for, what do they represent?

Do You Know How Diamonds Are Made?

Think about that for a while.

About Me

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I like to think of myself as a sparkly jewel, though I'm not quite perfect. In fact, I'm far from it. I think becoming a dazzling gem is a life-long journey. I'm a daughter, a sister, a mother, a wife, a BFF, friend, and individual. I have scars from deep wounds and and hopes and dreams to carry me past them. I'm just me.