The Trinity Necklace

True story about a special jewelry creation

The Trinity Necklace (Father, Son and Holy Ghost)

Lord, you make beautiful things
I see them every day
Please come with me as I work
We can create and really play

I read about you and I know
  You are always with me, Lord 
I want your touch in all I do
 Surely, you would agree

Lord, you made me an artist

  Dad, Mom, and Sis he same way

You worked with precious dust

Be my hands while in this clay

Your ancient dust is just a few colors

My clay comes in many shades
  So unlike your precious dust
 Which stays brilliant, mine always fades

I hold the many colors of the clay

Like you, I roll, twist it in my hand
  Beautiful colors that mingle and melt

  Oh! the treatment it can withstand

  I press and roll 'til nice and flat
 See those incredible landscapes
  You're still here Lord, with all you do
 Beautiful designs, to cut into shapes

Oh, see the "face!" Can't believe the sight 

Eyes look like yours, there's even a beard

Only imagined likeness have I seen 
 But, in this clay you have just appeared!

I wondered about those who saw such things
I've read in the news, so crazy in the head

Oh Lord!, Now it's me, but I see it so clear!

Is it possible this I could have misread

 Oh!  It's way to much, I really can't say
 I see you in another place

    It's better yet, looking straight at me
Lord, once again, I can see your "face"

It's truly one-of-a-kind' and it's mine

 From you, I'll add a cross and dove

It reminds when you bled for me
Today you shared your precious love

My friends, some see, some really don't

One saw a "face" that I did not see
  My other jewelry shines likes gold
 But this, of the day you spent with me

                                  Ginger Sizemore