this precious value, then

Listened to a song today that I hadn't heard in awhile. The song in question speaks of His ability to look beyond the mess and find the art that He crafted with His loving hands. Even at your lowest, you will not lose that shine, that which makes you beautiful to Him. He can reach that far down and clean off that muck and pull out that gold. Even at my highest, I know that I am not that lustrous, and it is all He can do to still reach down and clear off that muck and show me that that gold so close beneath that surface, still has so far to go. And that He, that His hand, is still offered to all.