I was a useless stone, rejected by the builders, the society,
I pleaded; please give me a share, in a building so mighty.
But heartlessly, they threw me away in a dark, dreary pit,
All looked down upon me, was it this for which I was fit?
None heard my pleading, no one thought to pay any heed,
‘All are children of same God’ to feel so, who’s the need?
I wondered whether something could be done of poor me,
Or perhaps I was useless, may be that was the stark reality.
Then He came; picked me up and shared His Divine Love,
Wiped my tears; hugged and kissed and gave a new curve.
He carried me with Himself, and made me a corner stone,
A stone with real worth could be recognized by Him alone.
He’s the one, who knows the very real worth of everyone,
He picks up the rejected with love, and all evil is then shun.
He makes ye feel so important, though ye be a rejected stone,
Because you’re His, by the love on the Cross He has shown.
- B. Johnson Maria
