I wrote this poem this morning. I hope you like!
I wake up each morning, searching for an answer.
How to I believe what I know
with all the knowledge in the world is true?
I am His beloved, wanted,
accepted, beautiful, and cherished child.
His Child, I am His child,
he not only formed and knit me together
he did that so I could be his very own.
He wants me like my earthly father wants me.
He desires for me to allow him to love me.
He longs for me to believe that I am his.
He hopes for me as a groom hopes for his bride.
So how to I believe with all my heart, this is true?
How do I let others love me and especially Him love me?
How do I let go of my earthly insecurities and trust?
How do I jump in with open arms and open heart
and allow these truths to touch the inner most parts of my heart?
How do I let go of all this hurt, to heal in His arms?
How do I love others as he loves me?
How do forget that its not about me?
How do I trust others to see the darkest corners of who I am,
and still allow them to love me?
How do I trust that He wants to bless me?
How do I know that he is in control,
when everything in my life is spiraling out of control?
How do I just rest in His arms and believe that He just loves me,
not who I can be, not who I once was, not my possessions,
not what I can do, not my status, not my job, etc....?
How do I let others love me and especially Him love me?
How do I let go of my earthly insecurities and trust?
How do I jump in with open arms and open heart
and allow these truths to touch the inner most parts of my heart?
How do I let go of all this hurt, to heal in His arms?
How do I love others as he loves me?
How do forget that its not about me?
How do I trust others to see the darkest corners of who I am,
and still allow them to love me?
How do I trust that He wants to bless me?
How do I know that he is in control,
when everything in my life is spiraling out of control?
How do I just rest in His arms and believe that He just loves me,
not who I can be, not who I once was, not my possessions,
not what I can do, not my status, not my job, etc....?
He loves me, He loves my heart, he loves the way he created me.
He created me, he knew before the beginning of time, that he wanted me.
He knew who my parents and brothers and sisters were gonna be.
He knew what I was gonna look like, He knew my personality,
He knew what my hurts and trials were going to be,
He knew that he wanted me for his very own.
He created me, he knew before the beginning of time, that he wanted me.
He knew who my parents and brothers and sisters were gonna be.
He knew what I was gonna look like, He knew my personality,
He knew what my hurts and trials were going to be,
He knew that he wanted me for his very own.
You know, I know all of this in my head.
And honestly I do believe, with my head, that its all true.
But my heart is another issue.
So when I wake up each morning,
horrified and looking at myself in the mirror, I have to make a choice.
I choose to believe I am HIS!
I am loved, I am beautiful, I am wanted, I am cared for,
I am blessed and more than anything, I am HIS child.
A child of the wondrous, creator of the universe.
He is the creator of me. So he must love me.
And for that I choose to let him love me.
And honestly I do believe, with my head, that its all true.
But my heart is another issue.
So when I wake up each morning,
horrified and looking at myself in the mirror, I have to make a choice.
I choose to believe I am HIS!
I am loved, I am beautiful, I am wanted, I am cared for,
I am blessed and more than anything, I am HIS child.
A child of the wondrous, creator of the universe.
He is the creator of me. So he must love me.
And for that I choose to let him love me.