Beauty and the beast

I'm a little surprised that I'm actually posting again in the middle of the week. It was starting to seem like two poems every Monday was becoming a regular thing. This one was written on my phone last night inspired by a quote by GK Chesterton: "There is the great lesson of 'Beauty and the Beast,' that a thing must be loved before it is lovable." 

Maybe it was a story of

Beauty and the Beast 

Except I was the beast 

And You were Beauty. 

But it's not a story

Where the Princess

Meets the beast and

They fall in love and 

she kisses him just as 

the last rose petal Falls and

he becomes human again. 

It's a story where 

I was no princess 

and the only beast was me. 

You're the one that showed 

Your grace and mercy. 

You're the one that 

First loved the beast. 

My sins had separated me

From You 

And before You,

 I was despicable. 

My wrongdoings had made

A beast out of me. 

But then You came along,

And You saved me from myself. 

You, Lord, You came down. 

Love came down from heaven 

To earth 

And on the cross Love bled for me

Beautiful grace and mercy died. 

You loved a world that 

Had fallen apart and 

You loved a beast that was broken 

By the things she had chased 

That wouldn't fulfill her soul. 

You came for me,

You took me in Your arms 

When I cried out to You 

Even though it had been 

A long time coming. 

Now You're making me beautiful,

You showed me Your beautiful

Picture of Grace and mercy 

And now You're giving me 

What I need to show it to others. 

So this is a story of

Beauty and the beast--

how Your beauty makes the beasts

Beautiful so they can tell anyone

And everyone so more can have

Your beautiful love.