God’s Gem

Unlucky, me.
Me, unlucky.
I don’t know what it feels like to be looked at, touched, loved, anything! I mean anything that is a bit related to emotional attachment. I’d be asking for too much if I add ‘value’ to anything.
You have to love something to value something, or you have to value something to love something. Either ways, love wasn’t coming for me and I didn’t know what it felt like to be valuable.

This is a feeling I grew into, a feeling I’m comfortable with. I don’t have a choice anyway. I don’t blame others who don’t want me, I understand because I don’t even want me too.
When you see me, you’ll understand.
You’ll understand..
Ha!

I’ve been sitting here for hours, staring at the large blue house where the richest people I’ve ever met, lived. I was bored, it’s not bed time until 7pm. I thought of taking a walk to the river where the cleanest water flowed. I could see my deformed face just by staring at the river.

The river bank wasn’t empty, I saw Greg— one of the kids who lives in the large blue house — throw something shiny into the water and run off towards the big house.

He didn’t look at me.

I went after the shiny object, it was sitting on the clear sand below the water. I looked behind me, nobody was in sight, I picked it from the water —sand, object, everything — and ran to the house.

I went into the house from the back door and went into the room which served as our cooking place and store. With no clean place to sit, I held my waist, breathing heavily.
I released my fingers and what I saw on my palm was a shiny stone. I’d never seen anything like it before. Somehow the stone has a blend of many colours. It thrilled me.

It was confusing to me, why’d he dispose something this valuable?

I had this feeling someone would come for the gem, it’s not just possible that it would be left in the custody of someone like me.

I was right, someone I didn’t know came for it. Few minutes to midnight, the presence of a Being in my room woke me up. I sat up on my bed, and I wanted to apologise to the Being for my creaky bed. I started feeling conscious of everything around me. I started seeing my room with new eyes and I felt embarrassed. I didn’t know Him and He didn’t say a word as He sat on my bed staring at me with a smile, yet there was something about Him that I suddenly wanted everything to be right.
He was smiling so much and looking at me in such a way that I know the look shouldn’t be for me. I wanted to say something, yet again, I wanted a perfect sentence.

I wanted to start with, ‘sir, I’m sorry I took your gem,’ yet I was mute. Could he be the reason Greg threw the gem into the river and run off like he was chased?

I should have known! Now I feel tied. I feel like a thief.

The voice of the presence sent cold chills all over my body.
‘My gem. I’m here for my gem.’

I was in tears, he didn’t have to talk. Why did he say something? He could have signalled? See the way I feel right now.

Why is he still smiling that way? Am I doing something wrong?

With shaky fingers, I retrieved the gem from my pocket and handed it over to him.
To my surprise, he shook his head and said, ‘No. That’s not my gem. I want my gem.’

For seconds, I lost the ability to speak. I opened my palms widely and shrugged. My way of telling Him there was no other gem.

With a smile on his face he said, ‘ I’m in love with my gem. My gem means everything to me. I’ve waited long enough. I want my gem.’

‘Check around sir, I have no other valuable object. There’s nothing of this kind of value anywhere around here.’

He chuckled, ‘but that’s not true, I can see something of value right here.’

I lifted the gem up again, offering it to him, ‘This sir, this is the only valuable thing I see.’

He laughed.
‘But that is not even the gem I see. No, that’s not a gem to me. That’s not my gem. I know my gem.’ He said.

I stared back at him in confusion.

My eyes widened in surprise when he said, ‘You are my gem.’

I scoffed.
‘It’s not possible, sir, I’m nobody’s gem. Never happened.’ I said.

‘I’m God. I’m here to tell you that you’re more valuable than everything shiny, everything beautiful. What you have in your palms maybe valuable in the eyes of humans. You should see yourself from my perspective and you’ll never feel unwanted or rejected. In my eyes, you are my gem. A beautiful creature. I love you. I choose you.’

I looked at the beautiful being saying these things and I let every word sink in, like I could chew them. He was more beautiful than the rich guys at the large blue house and with his apparel, I guess he’s richer than them too.

I didn’t know what to say, so I stared. I just stared and wondered.

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Dear reader,
This is another reminder to let you know that you’re loved by a King. A King who calls you child. A King who is in charge of everything you can think of.

If you’ve ever felt less beautiful, less talented or you ever felt like you want the lives of others, be reminded that God saw you and fell for you. And that is enough to beautify your spirit and soul.
If you were the only one in the world, He’ll still give His son for you. His Love is unfailing, undying. It’s new every morning.

Ps.33.18 – But the eyes of the LORD are on those who fear him, on those whose hope is in his unfailing love.

If God didn’t like what He saw, He would have passed by, but no, God saw you, he stopped and decided to take you on His ride.

In the midst of anything you may pass through or may currently be passing through, remember, God’s love for you is deep and wide. You’re God’s prized possession. If He could give Jesus for your ransom, He’ll do anything for you.

Bask in that feeling. Don’t let the devil tell you otherwise.

God loves you.
I love you.