Today I leave you with a poem I wrote years ago but once in a while still rings in my heart . . .
The harder I try
The less I am
Working to be seen
Working to please
Who?
Who am I?
Parts of everything
Glued together
Am I?
Puzzle pieces
Grouped by similarity
Waiting
To be moved
To become
Whole
The picture
Each part exclusive
A unique gift
Am I?
Left over chunks
A lost oddity
Sitting in God’s hand
In process
By faith
By mercy
Fabricated shapes
Filed to fit
Predetermined
Colored in simplicity
For the now
For the past
For the dream
The real thing
The harder I try
The less I am
Working to please
Working to be seen
Who?
Who am I?
When all is said and done
Bent to the will
I am as I should be
Free to confidently
Believe
Any edge
Any curve
Can take
Can restore
All I shall be
Me