"The Thorn" Revisited

I posted this poem on my blog in October 2006 (see below); almost 2 years ago. I did not completely comprehend the truth of this poem at that time, however, I can now say that I understand that this thorn pierced through my heart now is in fact the very pin that holds the veil from God's face. God works all things together for good for those who love Him and are called according to His purpose. (Romans 8:28) My hope is in Him and if this thorn is what I must endure to see His face cleary, then it is in fact, the best gift that He could have given me.

The Thorn
I stood a mendicant* of God before His royal throne
And begged Him for a priceless gift, which I could call my own.
I took the gift from out His hand, but as I would depart
I cried, “But Lord, this is a thorn and it has pierced my heart.
This is a strange, a hurtful gift that Thou hast given me.
He said, “My child, I give good gifts and give my best to thee.”
I took it home and though at first the cruel thorn hurt sore;
As long years passed I learned at last to love it more and more.
I learned He never gives a thorn without this added Grace.
He takes the thorn to pin aside the veil which hides His face.
--by Martha Snell Nicholson
* “mendicant”= beggar