Some people have the ability to take what they are given and make something really special from it. The was true of the Choir Director at the church we attended for ten years. Betty Jo was a skilled musician who could take those of us who were average singers and create beautiful music for the Sunday morning worship service. It reminds me of the Hank Williams, Jr. song, “I’m just an old chunk of coal, but I’m gonna be a diamond some day!” This poem was written for her retirement as Choir Director, and says what I feel about her wonderful accomplishments.
Coal to Diamonds
Sunday after Sunday week after week
The choir at Englewood Assembly sings
A gift as unto the Lord
Some churches seek professionals
An appointment a try-out
Perfect pitch required
At Englewood Betty Jo takes any willing voice
Welcomes them into the choir
Knowing miracles really do happen
Chunks of musical coal hoping to become diamonds someday
Her group of singers honing their voices
Blending many into one
Some stand out facets shinning in the Son Light
Lifting their voices to the Lord
Diamonds formed with pressure and time
No matter whether there be few or many
Betty Jo encourages each and everyone
Knowing Coal becomes Diamonds in His Light
Every Sunday Morning at Englewood Assembly
A choir of sparkling diamonds sings
A master embodying the Master
Gathering jewels for His Crown
Roth Poetry 
Hi rothpoetry. Sounds a remarkable lady. Not being very religious myself do not trust anywhere humans lead. Very interested in all things paranormal and observing life! Writing a passion that keeps me sane and alive! Great to meet you. The Foureyed Poet.
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Thanks for visiting my site. She was a very remarkable lady. So gifted in what she did!
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