DO YOU HAVE A MOMENT?
I HAVE A STORY TO TELL YOU…
When I was first diagnosed with cancer, I fell into a deep dark emotional pit. “Jesus Help!” was my prayer. And these dolls and this story are what came into my mind. The set of nesting dolls live in a cloth bag that is as black as the pit that I fell in to.
THE OUTSIDE GIRL
The Outside Girl represents the body and all it’s scars, scratches and injuries that are collected over time. For me, the band aid on the front of this doll shows where I get treatments. And the kidney beans on the back show, one area, where the disease has affected my body. The Outside Girl is wearing a head covering like I did when I lost all of my hair. It’s cold when you’re bald.
She’s falling apart. I’m falling apart.
THE GLASS GIRL
The Glass Girl is made up of broken pieces of glass. She can be sharp and edgy, kinda “snarky”, emotional at times: happy, sad, mad, afraid, frustrated; all over the board. I believe if I give God all my broken pieces, He can make something beautiful out of them.
I’m a work in progress. And He’s not finished with me yet!
THE DIAMOND GIRL
The Diamond Girl is deep inside the trio of dolls. She is bright and shiny, covered with little diamonds. Because Jesus died on the cross and rose again, He has forgiven all sins, healed all dis-eases, rescues out of the pit and is preparing a place in heaven for her. I believe that this is the part of me that God sees when He looks at me. Jesus died to give me life. It is a life that will last forever.
NOTHING CAN TOUCH THE DIAMOND GIRL!
CREATING THE DOLLS
When I tried to put all these pieces together, the dolls didn’t fit anymore. However, my brother-in-law taught me how to use a dremmel tool, and carve out the inside. My sister-in-law taught me how to use glass cutters. And, my son and I worked on the Outside Girl, ‘cause we needed a distraction.
I realized that this was a process and I couldn’t have done this project without help from other people. Just like I can’t make it through this medical stuff without help from other people.
I shared this story at a women’s breakfast. The room was decorated like a Tiffany’s Jewelry Store. Turquoise table clothes, big white ribbons and big plastic diamond beads all over the tables. One lady came up to me after hearing the story and suggested that when I share the story, I also share a diamond.
So I want to give this to you to remind you there really is a Diamond Girl or Diamond Guy inside of you and Jesus Loves You!
Thank you for listening to my story!
We all have a story to tell. Will you tell yours? I hope you do!
Keep shining my Diamond Friend!
Inspired/Written by Jeri Houle Copyright September 2012